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Vein Heart Artisans

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- He stood by the window and surveyed the exposure of the evening collapse in a heap, the bir" - 1693555869603664602
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Repost from @hillbentboy . - He stood by the window and surveyed the exposure of the evening collapse in a heap, the birds madly chattering like schoolchildren after the final bell, the chatter getting louder and louder like a wave into a crescendo, and at its peak all the birds would just go quiet, all of them all of a sudden; and after a brief reverberating silence, they would repeat the cycle. And he wondered where do birds go to die every day. In all his life in the city he had never seen a bird dead of old age in the streets, and there should have been many because thousands die every day, hell he couldn't even remember seeing a middle aged bird, let alone an old one, hopping around with slight difficulty, a natural outcome of life. And then what about the rats, the mice, the lizards, the roaches, the snails, the stray dogs, the mosquitos, the cats, the spiders, the flies, the bees, the moths, the whole kingdom, where do they go to die. And he realized that in a city where there should be millions dead every day, he was not witness to a single one, the city was a deathless paradise for its fauna, they never die, they just merge into the background. Apart from the ones we kill, of course. But still, where do they go to die he thought, and he searched his city, his mind travelling the roads, the parks, the backyards, the nooks, the crannies, the bookshelves, the gutters, and he realized it couldn't be the city, and his mind began to wander all around the metropolis, the movie halls, the skyscrapers, the prisons, the subways, and he wondered absently if there was a place where humans go to die. . . Vein Heart Artisans Featured Writer Anirban @hillbentboy (Posted by Onur) _______________________ Be sure to check out their amazing page! Give them a follow! . Follow and tag us to be featured. @veinheartartisans and use All love and hugs from the entire team! _________________________________

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Word Lit🔥

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For two feet only make marks four make them beautiful. . . . . . . #instapoet

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Vein Heart Artisans

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Vein Heart Artisans Featured Writer @rony_abraham_madappallil (Posted by Onur) _______________________ Be sure to check out their amazing page! Give them a follow! . Follow and tag us to be featured. @veinheartartisans and use All love and hugs from the entire team! _________________________________ #instapoet _______________________

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Param Mehta

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Yesterday I ran away from my captives.
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..... ..... Yesterday I ran away from my captives. Kept running until I reached here. Forming a formidable search party, They followed me to hunt me down. Deadlines looked for me under the water. While Assignments looked among the trees. Commitments searched this paltry shack And duties even climbed the coconut to spot me. But in this pretty little wilderness, I am that little child who stared right into the scorching sun And spent every summer afternoon playing hide and seek. Earphones plugged in, I have been lying inside this boat for hours. Notes of Floyd creep into my ear As I sip coconut water and breathe in the crisp air. . . Man behind the lens : @rumitdalal . . Follow for more poems and quotes. . . #instapoet

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WritersInsta™

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Everyday one backspace story only on our page Follow us. LOVE sees no gender ,religion,caste.Dedicated to LGBT community. Scripted by -@dhritisaxenaa Backspace Curator-@rutu_gaonkar Series Concept-@devoriginals _____________________________ #instapoet