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Oh that beautiful, heady time of year ❤️ Welcome home, season of the heartstrings, summer of the soul. 
Now for a bit of actual rain 🤔 
Check out the poetic alter ego at @wildwordpoetry if you haven't already please! Thank you! 
#mumbai #clouds #cloudscape #poetryofinstagram #photography #instagood #instadaily #igers #igpoets #rain #cloudphotography #windows #sky #skies #storm
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Oh that beautiful, heady time of year ❤️ Welcome home, season of the heartstrings, summer of the soul. Now for a bit of actual rain 🤔 Check out the poetic alter ego at @wildwordpoetry if you haven't already please! Thank you! #mumbai #clouds #cloudscape #poetryofinstagram #photography #instagood #instadaily #igers #igpoets #rain #cloudphotography #windows #sky #skies #storm

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*Awkward promotion here* Please follow @wildwordpoetry in case you haven't already, for more poetry and musings ❤️☺️ Thanks in advance for all the love! ❤️
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*Awkward promotion here* Please follow @wildwordpoetry in case you haven't already, for more poetry and musings ❤️☺️ Thanks in advance for all the love! ❤️

This is to assure all my concerned friends that I am totally alright except that I am an Instagram dinosaur who doesn't know how to leave a live video or a story 😂 
This funky Rickshaw caught my fancy and I wanted to post it. 
I'll leave a more coherent video next time 😄
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This is to assure all my concerned friends that I am totally alright except that I am an Instagram dinosaur who doesn't know how to leave a live video or a story 😂 This funky Rickshaw caught my fancy and I wanted to post it. I'll leave a more coherent video next time 😄

Finally a dedicated space for my little poet heart 🤓

Kindly follow @wildwordpoetry for the regular dose of wild and wilful poems. 
All poetry, old and new will be put up here, and any feedback and suggestions are most welcome! ☺️
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Finally a dedicated space for my little poet heart 🤓 Kindly follow @wildwordpoetry for the regular dose of wild and wilful poems. All poetry, old and new will be put up here, and any feedback and suggestions are most welcome! ☺️

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There's a mist in my skies 
between me and the sun, 
a thief of all joys,
a sliver of light on the run.

#poetry #igpoets #instapoetry #instapoet #clouds #mountains #travelpoetry #spilledink #poet #photography #poetryoftheday #poetryofinstagram
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There's a mist in my skies between me and the sun, a thief of all joys, a sliver of light on the run. #poetry #igpoets #instapoetry #instapoet #clouds #mountains #travelpoetry #spilledink #poet #photography #poetryoftheday #poetryofinstagram

Some days 
I've an ocean inside me,
some days the sea,
some days 
it's a long and winding river,
that dwindles to a stream.
Some days the water is muddy,
tainted by impossible dreams,
On those days 
I watch for the sun,
through the rain in me. 
#poetry #poetryloving #spilledink #instapoet #instagood #instapoetry #sunset #windows #herheartpoetry #poetrymusings #rain #photography #poems
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Some days I've an ocean inside me, some days the sea, some days it's a long and winding river, that dwindles to a stream. Some days the water is muddy, tainted by impossible dreams, On those days I watch for the sun, through the rain in me. #poetry #poetryloving #spilledink #instapoet #instagood #instapoetry #sunset #windows #herheartpoetry #poetrymusings #rain #photography #poems

This road I'm on,
full of dappled light,
and fireflies,
and bright beacons 
that colour the sky.
And maybe you'll say
this road I'm on,
is a strange place to be, 
But maybe I am 
the only one
on the highway
to the Sun.

#igpoetry #igpoets #herheartpoetry #instagood #instapoet #poetry #roads #mornings #spilledink #poetryloving #poems #photography
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This road I'm on, full of dappled light, and fireflies, and bright beacons that colour the sky. And maybe you'll say this road I'm on, is a strange place to be, But maybe I am the only one on the highway to the Sun. #igpoetry #igpoets #herheartpoetry #instagood #instapoet #poetry #roads #mornings #spilledink #poetryloving #poems #photography

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In strains of music
and the stillness of mountains,
I sing to the sea,
her hollows and her children, 
I run wild 
across sleeping constellations,
stopping only 
to bask in the soft glow 
of tangerine stars,
Wishing upon 
the wings of dawn,
Saying a prayer 
for the children of the night,
Hoping,
always hoping
that every wonder
I can feel 
but cannot see,
is a window to the Universe, 
That every wonder 
I feel 
but cannot see, 
can beat space and time,
and see me.
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In strains of music and the stillness of mountains, I sing to the sea, her hollows and her children, I run wild across sleeping constellations, stopping only to bask in the soft glow of tangerine stars, Wishing upon the wings of dawn, Saying a prayer for the children of the night, Hoping, always hoping that every wonder I can feel but cannot see, is a window to the Universe, That every wonder I feel but cannot see, can beat space and time, and see me.

There is a strength
as old as Time,
and it is soft,
as it is silent,
and it travels 
in an invisible mist,
and it lives 
in us all,
in the quiet storms 
that brew in our darkness,
in the shadows
of our wonder,
in the searching 
of our light.

#instapoet #instagood #poetryloving #spilledink #writersofinstagram #writersnetwork #poetry #strength #roses #gardens #writer #mirakee #herheartpoetry #igpoets #igpoetry
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There is a strength as old as Time, and it is soft, as it is silent, and it travels in an invisible mist, and it lives in us all, in the quiet storms that brew in our darkness, in the shadows of our wonder, in the searching of our light. #instapoet #instagood #poetryloving #spilledink #writersofinstagram #writersnetwork #poetry #strength #roses #gardens #writer #mirakee #herheartpoetry #igpoets #igpoetry

It is not 
as they have always told you.
Your place 
is not among the stone and dirt,
among the dirty dishes 
and dinner,
and the picking-up-after,
It is not 
in the misplaced sense 
of servitude
to eat after 
sleep after
speak after.
It is not 
as they will tell you
to shame your tears
into pillows,
to voice your fears 
to bare walls, saying
this is just how it is.
It.
Is.
Not. 
IT IS NOT
your place to feel any less
pain,
wonder,
strength,
music.
It is not your place 
to be told 
what to wear 
what to think,
how to look.
It is not for you
to believe
what they say.
It is for you
and only you
to decide your place
in the salt of the earth
or in the sea of stars
or anywhere in between.

#instagood #instapoet #poetrycommunity #womensmarch #spilledink #hampi #poetry #poems #empowerment #india #indianwomen
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It is not as they have always told you. Your place is not among the stone and dirt, among the dirty dishes and dinner, and the picking-up-after, It is not in the misplaced sense of servitude to eat after sleep after speak after. It is not as they will tell you to shame your tears into pillows, to voice your fears to bare walls, saying this is just how it is. It. Is. Not. IT IS NOT your place to feel any less pain, wonder, strength, music. It is not your place to be told what to wear what to think, how to look. It is not for you to believe what they say. It is for you and only you to decide your place in the salt of the earth or in the sea of stars or anywhere in between. #instagood #instapoet #poetrycommunity #womensmarch #spilledink #hampi #poetry #poems #empowerment #india #indianwomen

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In the quiet of the morning,
unseen, unheard,
they wait in silence 
for their special turn in the sun. 
Never seeking glory
in praise or fame,
never withering away
even when living 
in the shadows 
of another flower's light.
Always waiting
for the full ripeness of the moment,
when the ordinary bud
awakening to its light, 
bursts into beautiful blossom. 
#igpoets #instapoet #instagood #spilledink #igpoetry #japanesecherryblossoms #sakura #sakuraseason #cherryblossoms #japan #poetrycommunity
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In the quiet of the morning, unseen, unheard, they wait in silence for their special turn in the sun. Never seeking glory in praise or fame, never withering away even when living in the shadows of another flower's light. Always waiting for the full ripeness of the moment, when the ordinary bud awakening to its light, bursts into beautiful blossom. #igpoets #instapoet #instagood #spilledink #igpoetry #japanesecherryblossoms #sakura #sakuraseason #cherryblossoms #japan #poetrycommunity

A storm is brewing,
the sky is dark. 
The night is coming,
to swallow the stars.
Where winter reigns,
The wind is singing,
of suns and summers,
and distant things.
Yet in these clouds,
where nothing is certain, 
an unshakeable heart 
breaks through.
From the depths of wisdom,
from rain on cold earth,
a great mountain 
emerges in view.
#igpoetry #instapoem #instapoets  #mountains #mtfuji #poetry #poetrycommunity #instagood
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A storm is brewing, the sky is dark. The night is coming, to swallow the stars. Where winter reigns, The wind is singing, of suns and summers, and distant things. Yet in these clouds, where nothing is certain, an unshakeable heart breaks through. From the depths of wisdom, from rain on cold earth, a great mountain emerges in view. #igpoetry #instapoem #instapoets #mountains #mtfuji #poetry #poetrycommunity #instagood

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