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Dream !

This was so amazing

Themoonlightreverie

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But you know
there are many words
that I want to say to you
that will remain between
my lips, stitched,
like the water in the vast ocean
just touches the shore
gently and then recedes.

But may be in the faded light
of the faint moonlit sky
as you sleep to the sound
of peaceful night
I will whisper those words
in your ear
which you can’t hear
but may be
I will dream of you
dreaming those words.

-THEMOONLIGHTREVERIE

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Sunshine Blogger Award

Hello guys I was nominated for the Sunshine Blogger Award by Jessy. Thank you Jessy for the nomination. And guys if you aren’t following her I hope that you do now.

The Rules

  • Thank to the person that nominated you.
  • Link the post back to them.
  • Display the picture on your post.
  • Answer their questions.
  • Nominate 10 bloggers.
  • Provide 11 questions for your nominees.

Questions Asked:-

  1. What inspires your writing?

Everything, sometimes I don’t even know what inspires me. I just write.

2. What did you want to be when you “grow up,” and are you doing that?

I’m already a grown up I think 😂. Maybe not 😂. My biggest dream ever is to be a wanderer and roam around the world. And yeah I’m doing everything I can to get lost in the world.

3. How do you spend you free time?

I always spend my free time with my family. Mostly with my Mom.

4. Where is your favorite place to sit in your home?

I don’t have a particular place at home which is my favorite. As long as it’s home I’m comfortable anywhere.

5. What is an ideal vacation for you?

I have a friend who loves the mountains and we’ve been talking a lot about mountains and I think now I’m also addicted to it. ( I hope he doesn’t see this. I don’t want him to find out that he got me hooked to it)

6. What is the most annoying question people ask you?

There are so many. I always avoids or change the subject when such things comes up. So I guess it okay.

7. If all jobs paid the same and had the same hours, what job would you have?

Seriously I’ve never thought about it.

8. Where is the most interesting place you’ve been?

That would be inside my mind. That’s is the most interesting place I’ve ever been. Maybe you should visit it sometimes. You’ll be amazed and scared at what you find there.

9. Are you usually early or late?

I’m either too early or too late 😂

10. What are some small things that make your day better?

Smiles. I love smiles. It makes my day always.

11. If you could make a 20 second phone call to yourself at any point in your life present or future, when would you call and what would you say?

If that was possible I would make a phone call to myself four years ago and would say don’t do it.

My nominees

Sadia

Unni

Hardip

Fariha

Paragtak

Piyush

Sumeet

Murshid

Kristian

Amartya

My Questions

1. Have you ever tried to impress someone and failed miserably?

2. One thing that you never ever wanna do?

3. How much do you enjoy blogging?

4. What’s the best ever blog post that you’ve ever read?

5. If you could’ve been a superhero who would you be?

6. Are you an obsessive thinker? If yes why do you think so?

7. Which is the one animal which you are most afraid of?

8. If you were given a chance to meet any three of your fellow blogging friends who would that be and why?

9. What is your craziest dream/ wish?

10. What’s your favorite food?

11. What’s your most favorite word?

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That’s it thank you guys 😘

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The bones of a Mother

The unheard voices of a mother is her children.

The letters and words of an illiterate mother is her children.

The guide of a mother, who stays scared and frightened amidst the worlds crowd is her children.

The memories of a mother which is left behind even after the Oblivion induced by old age sets in is of her children.

Even while moving towards the undesired end of death the only thing a mother wishes to take with her is her children.

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Written by,

My Mother ❤

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My Bougainville

The imagery the words everything was so beautiful that I had to reblog this.

Papers on fire

I’ve walked around a fascinating place,
Up in the mountains, away from the plains.
I’ve walked across gorgeous gardens,
Where my gloomy childhood blossomed
And the happiness was never shrouded.

I’ve seen colours painted across the sky,
I’ve seen birds singing to fireflies.
I’ve walked past the place where I saw you,
Been there a zillion times and yet it still feels so new.
I’ve attached our memories to the petals and the feathers,
In Autumn they fall, only to re-emerge through unposted letters.

I’ve stood beneath you, my Bougainville,
I’ve whispered my worries into your ears.
I’ve stopped by while rushing to a destination,
Only to catch a leaf fall to the ground in silent anticipation.

I’ve left the city which beholds you,
And yet I reminisce about the evening walks and what I’d do.
In this foreign land, on this foreign soil, every dawn,
You bloom just as…

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His Heart

A play of catch with her heart

He threw it hard aiming for the ground

But she caught it, but still trusted him

Alas she was wrong, he threw it again

This time he won, it fell in the ground

He won and he left the game

The shattered pieces of heart

Laid their unattended….

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Then one fine day someone came

Picked up the broken pieces and

Glued it back together with some gum.

Pieces can be joined by still

The gum stays visible and the

Slightest of provocation

Can break it again.

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He stayed, he tried,

he joined the broken pieces

And tried to heal the wounds

But the gum stayed visible,

The souvenir of old love stayed raw,

Leaving her unable to trust,

Making her unable to give her heart

To someone else

But still he stayed.

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She knew her heart was broken forever

It’s glued back but it isn’t alive

Still he didn’t leave her rather…..

He shared his heart with her

And his heart made her alive

And she started loving again, for

That heart that they both shared

Was full of love.

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© The Rendezvous Club.

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The View

The View was perfect

But what’s even more perfect

We’re their views of each other

And the love in their heart

So they decided to walk

Hand in hand

For the rest of eternity

In the path of Love.

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PS:- That’s my Mamma and Pappa in the picture 😊


Freedom of Expression Tag ( Topic :- view)

Hey Everyone I was nominated for the Freedom of Expression Tag by Fariha and. Richa. They’re both excellent writers and if you aren’t following them then I think you should follow them from now on, so do check out their blog.

RULES-

1 .Thank the Selector and do not forget to tag/create a “ping-back!”
2. Attach the tag photo.
3 .Post about that topic (in whichever way you want – it could be a photo or a quote or a poem or an article) for the dedicated “Topic of the Day.” No rush!
4. Select 3 bloggers to take part in “FREEDOM OF EXPRESSION” Tag! Let’s spread some positivism around.

My nominess

Himanshi

Sakshi

Sadia Noor

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What did you forget?

I’m very good at forgetting. I forget a lot. I mostly forget people’s names and it always gets me in an awkward situations. And I don’t have much memories of my childhood too. It’s like my sister will tell remember that time when that happened and I’ll be like what? When? I don’t know any such things. Anotherforget is spelling, I always forgets spelling. But the spellings that I mostly forget is to big hard sounding words. It mostly make me look stupid. But yesterday something happened which made me look really stupid 😌.

Yesterday I forgot the spelling of which!

Yes I forgot the spelling of ‘which’. It was really embarrassing and to be frank it got me scared 😥. But now I remember 😊.

So guys did you had any such experiences. Have you ever forgotten anything like this. Anything this simple. If you have then let me know. So comment guys.