Tanvee

  • Burning Desire
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    When desires become your worst nightmare, no matter how strong you are you have no hold on your beliefs,  & soon enough there will be no door filled with serenity and relief. Running behind your passion is a world's quest, some get stuck in this whirlpool and some gets at its best.  My edges are burning to light my dreams, but they are all in a blue funk it seems. Following my dreams thinking they know their way best, stumbling into the drakness with my dreams I progressed. The choices that I made, the people whom i chose, the decisions which i took thinking they were for some reason, but with the phase of time I got to know it was just an october season. My dreams are all set onto the fire, and to reach them will always be my burning desire !  
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  • The Brook !
    Tanvee | 21-Jan-2018
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    A stream of water rustling down the hills in urge to meet the gleaming river,  although on the sharp and thirsty edges, it has always been a giver.  Often stumbbling in the path upon the hard rocks, it never gave up,  maybe because at every curve there were some clumps.  Chattering in the sunny vale,  it gushes down the edge leaving the holographic image in the mountain trail.  Murmuring in the moors under the dark sky, trembling with the cold and making the noise pitched sharp high.  It slips, It slides, It struggles, It fights !!! & atlast it joins the river with all its might !  All the turns, the curves, the sharp narrow ridges may come and go,  but whatever happens it never stops to flow.  And this virtue of the brook makes it look distinct ! .   For all the strugglers and survivours, U r the brook !          ​
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