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ASHISH SINHA
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Let's loose to evening....
They all love being mystic, They all love being alone... They wait till you fade... It's all in the evening,  It's all when they prepare to be gloomy. Let's meet in the morning, Let's chase the evening. Let's loose to evening.... They all are not alone They...
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Do you criticize or praise ?
One of the least carried out research
could be the use of adjectives on
social media. Though it again need a very precise, systematic and structured
way to carry out research, as the chances of falling into limitation zone is
higher. The need of this sort o...
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Life and seasons.
I tried to read the season which life has offered to me, I tried to bring elements of nature to portray their task,  assigned for the season to exist. Season for me and season for you might be different or might not be, The elements of nature has always the...
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Thousand stars waiting for us
you do, I do every body does like the way it is. The sun in the evening, The moon in between, thousand stars waiting for us  to stare, to glance within. Its the evening, here is the Sun here is the signal of moon coming in between here is the twinkling just...
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Rag pickers to Rag readers
One can easily trace the columns of magazines, newspaper, websites, even my blog, where individual show their photography talents by exposing the dull, gloomy faces carrying sacks on their shoulder or posing their hands to your pockets. But this very talent...
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You me and moments
Lost
are those moments. Gathered
and lived inside are, Freedom,
expressions, and emotions. Remembered
and few hidden, are the limitless. Limitless
are not memories, But
are canvas and its colors. Are
they fresh as green or blushing like red, Rather
are uniq...
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Thousands of her.
Every time I am on her, I have thousands to utter out. every time I am uttering out, I have thousands to dream of. every time I dream of, I have thousands to crush into. everytime I crush into, I have thousands to smile for. everytime I smile for, I have th...
Thousands of her.
Thousands of her.
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I am at crossroad
I am at crossroad, you will call me an insane, but before that I would doubt your sanity. I am at crossroad, she asks me to move on, but she has green signals, all four on. I am at crossroad I am no bonker, but I am not less than a choker. I am at crossroad...
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On the hill side top
Seeking I stand. On the hill side top. Staring thru the stars ..  For the brightest stop. Grazing through..  I felt a pinch..  A little was peaking in. Searching my search .  Confused within..  Trying to think..  My thinking still. Finding me confused and l...
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Loud Hearts
we meet, we walk, we hold, we stand. we stand, into our eyes, we stand, before our lips, we stand, hands beside. every single heart speaks the same story, every single halt louds the same glory. never speaks those died heart, never speaks those terrified ha...
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