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The question being love answered by betrayal and death of a loved one. We question a lot, but this from the few, that only make sense to a loss felt broken heart.

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Ascension of my own reality where I reach a place which is fantastical and perfect is something I personally love to indulge in. However, how safe is this haven, as I look into my circumstances and ascertain the merits of an ascended reality.

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The thing about the sun is that you don’t talk about it.
It is enough to bathe in its presence,
To feel its rays on your skin even when you’re not looking.
It is enough to know it sustains you even when it is beyond
Your hemisphere’s line of sight.

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This is the story of the rise and fall of a fictional town named Pronounsville. The people here are strange and unassuming and this story is about how their naivety cost them the only thing that set them apart from any other place on the planet. Real or imaginary.

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People didn’t realize the importance of his presence in her life when he was around and 90% of the people in her life right now don’t have the faintest clue of the weight of His absence in her mind. Was she able to get over? Was she able to move on?

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As a writer, I often make multiple drafts when I write anything; This indirectly means wasting a lot of paper. But it is a fun sport too. Tearing a sheet and crumbling it to get a perfect shot at the dustbin across the room is the next most exciting thing I do. But yesterday night, while I was asleep, my conscience got to me, and I had a rather amusing dream. So today morning, I woke up and decided to write it down in a more ‘reader-friendly manner’ for writers like me.

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You get to choose with whom and who you want to be. You get to toss away the thoughts and habits that aren’t serving you, and try and manifest some new ones you can. You can match your actions with that highest most exquisite version of yourself and see yourself change everyday. It is well and easy to love the light within and around you. However, can you reveal your darkness and have others love it as well?

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by: Tharun Jayaprasad *Knock knock*, who’s at the door? You do look familiar, have we met before? Oh yes, how can I forget you! You are just the person I was looking for. Boy! how different you seem from what I had heard and seen. Gleaming with honesty and those eyes draped in the fabric of impartiality, Lady Justice, that’s how I hoped that you would have been. Why is that now, the satin on your eyes lies tilted? The eye covered, is turned away from the helpless cries, The one peeking ensures the creatures who play you and wreck you,  Stay untouched, undisputed. Why is that now, the balance leans more to a side? While one of them is empty, unsatisfied, The other is well looked after, though lacking any rationale, That makes you, for them, fight. Why is that now, the sword which you once yielded to fight…

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Some lucid dreams escalate our childish imaginations by mirroring reality in the most horrifying ways, bringing forth new monsters of lore. After all, this must be how the myths that birthed monsters were first created by the writers, right? One such creation are the werewolves. What does a werewolf’s curse actually entail, the ability of being able to turn into a wolf or the ability to turn others into a monster just like them? Read in this poem, what the Curse of a Werewolf meant for a lonely young girl…..

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“And it was at that age poetry arrived in search of me.
I don’t know; I don’t know where it came from, from winter or a river.”
-Pablo Neruda
Poetry fuels the literary world. It has given us solace when asked for, a smile when needed. At the very least, we must acknowledge its essence.

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