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December 11, 2017
 

I remember reading a quote from Mitch Albom's book, Tuesdays with Morrie:

"You see, you closed your eyes. That was the difference. Sometimes you cannot believe what you see, you have to believe what you feel. And if you are ever going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them, too--even when you’re in the dark. Even when you’re falling."

Have you ever trust that way?

HUMAN RIGHTS DAY
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December 7, 2017
 

You don't deserve a phrase or a stanza
Neither a sentence nor an idiom
Either a passage nor a paragraph
You deserve a written book of how amazing you are


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ORIGINAL
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November 29, 2017
 

      Every book has its own secret
                called
              "Happiness"

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GIVING DAY
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November 26, 2017
 

                   Fall in love
                  With books..

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POETRY BOOKS
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November 22, 2017
 

#PHOTOCHALLENGE

reading lives
reading people
reading their stories

happy or sad
hope always exists

relating to the pain of words
or experiencing the Loughter they discribe

words can go blood red by hate or love

Every book teaches and I learn
not just what's written
but learn new things
about myself.

POETRY BOOKS
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November 17, 2017
 

How much it changes you

I stand at the parapet
A foggy smoggy winter and wind
A book nestled close to my heart.
I read along the lines
I cried alongside the characters.
My goosebumps stood in their moment of glory

Sometimes you read a book only to realize, nothing would be the same again
While you roamed in the shoes of narrator
You see what they see
And you take away what you choose
You become whom you like.

I finished this book "Looking for Alaska" by John Green. It's a great book. Just give it a try, you might visit a different high school and be part of a very interesting journey.

"If people were rain, I was a drizzle while she was a hurricane." - John Green, Looking for Alaska

NOVEL WRITING MONTH
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November 11, 2017
 

w h i s k e y

burns less

than still

loving you.

—Tiffany Aurora

THE SUN
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November 11, 2017
Ahmedabad, India

Sadly there is no such word or thing as "unfeel".

Rayie

WORLD KINDNESS DAY
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November 9, 2017
 

The bad dreams are back
Such a shame they never left
I'll wake up most nights and remember your face
I want to call out your name and I want you to comfort me
All I have are these stream of tears to remind me
You're stuck in my head
Then I remember
I wanted you dead
In my dream you are by my side
But we are surrounded by the dead and we are hiding
You said to me, "you have to trust me so I can get us out of here"
I ran away I couldnt take it
I'm fucked if I stay I'm fucked if I leave
A brilliant suicide you are my cyanide
Put on a smile, time for the show
Throw me to the wolves I'm dying to know
Why dont you see what you do is cruel
How long have I been a fool?

~Rogue

WORLD KINDNESS DAY
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November 8, 2017
Columbus, United States

New, inescapably impressive, faint feelings, rousing a mad welcome, noisily arriving and departing in the dark hours of early dawn.
All these feelings intruded on the visible nearness of her main interest.
They sometimes, more often, gave way to some irrepressable instinct... if conditions were different.
But in her mind, these mingled with other interests, or fell unheeded into a deep reservoir of memory.

WORLD KINDNESS DAY
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November 8, 2017
Kolkata, India

An Ode to All the Stories I Know

Here's to all the stories I know.
To the pages turned fast and slow.
To the worlds I visited, lying on my bed.
To the people I met, and the goodbyes I said.

To the boy who grew up among wolves,
To the marigolds in Dehradun.
To the occupants of a certain house on Baker Street.
To the Giant who swallowed the moon.

To the quaint town in Alabama, where it was okay to shoot bluejays.
To the student who sat beside his ailing teacher, every Tuesday.
To the winter that came, and the dead that came with.
To the hidden platform, and the boy who lived.

To the magical beanstalk, growing through the book cover.
Remembered by the ink, the final walk of two lovers.
To th...

SYMBOL OF FREEDOM
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November 8, 2017
 

#random 3AM scribbles...

I dream of airplanes that have no lanes
Where am I going? I start to feel the same

I dream of men with guns it's just no fun
What have I done? I think as I run

I dream of countless walls, I just wanna pass
What am I fighting for? Will I last?

I dream of blood so much blood
Innocence is dead it's on my hands

When will it end?
I'm sorry for letting you believe I was okay

Self sabotage at its finest as I unwillingly throw a grenade at my own shelter, I release myself
I feel the pressure drop and I'm falling down to an inevitable death, where I feel nothing

Everything is okay

-Rogue

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SYMBOL OF FREEDOM
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November 7, 2017
Borsad, India

How do you think beyond rationality?, His friend asked with curiosity.

I read uncommon books with unpredictable patterns. It have developed my thought process with wide range of sources; He replied.

We also read books as a part of our academic pursuit; They further asked.

But my reading list is dedicated around by 1% of thinkers and achievers rather than 99% of amateurs and repeaters; He justified.

CREATIVE
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November 7, 2017
 

I’m stuffing images down Like yesterday’s paper.
I keep the comic section because pictures are easier to admire than editorials.
Okay, so, why did I delete the pictures but keep the texts?
Doesn’t make much sense.

I wrote a sentence and deleted it.
They’re all about this for that and I’m starting to become tired of it.

I’m not telling anything different
You’ve heard all of this

Crumple me up and leave me in the wastebasket.
You’ve read me once over already.

Someone else might feel enticed.
Inclined to tickle my spine, they’ll think I’m more interesting.
They’ll want to read me over 69 times.
My bindings will eventually fray and loosen.
I’ll become a new person.
Love changes you.
When it’s...

AROUND AND AROUND
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November 2, 2017
 

'The kite Runner'

Friendship beyond limits.
One of the best book read till date and one to be treasured forever. Marked with tears, love and more tears.
Devastating and heartbreaking with a strong message  and lots of reasons to live.
How could someone possibly love his friend more than he loves himself?
How could someone betray his friend for his own faults?
Lots and lots of unanswered questions that'll keep your heart  contained for the rest of your life.
A must read.

TIME TO RELAX
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October 25, 2017
 

I bleed,
I breathe,
I cry,
I cheer,
I crumble,
I dance,
I smile,
I shout,
I whisper
I stutter
Anger, Sorrow, lost
Good, Evil, ghost
Agony and pain
Sunrise and rain.
Everything I feel,
Every time  I write.
Rayie

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INTERNATIONAL ARTISTS DAY
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