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Priceless

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  *Daniel’s pov* I tried and tried to find something worthwhile in Rose’s cabin. I didn’t find anything that seemed out of work. I don’t know if I could ever call her Aubrey. She will always be Rose for me. Rose. Delicate, gentle, and strong. I needed to know what secrets she was hiding that was troubling her. I would not think twice before taking all those horrible things away from her at any cost and hiding her safe from the entire world. She deserves calm and peace. She deserves everything. Just as I get searching the last cupboard, the shrill ring of my phone alerts me. My stomach twists when I see it’s Sophie calling. I had this weird feeling nagging at me that I pushed down not so long ago. “Is everything okay?” are the words that drop out of my mouth just as I answer the call. “Dan- Daniel, um,” she takes a breath in before continuing, “um, I think you should come here-” I end the call before she says anything more. This can’t be good. The familiar feeling ...

Daniel Richards✨

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 He was an early bird, Who was awake at dawn. Admiring the beauty- Relinquishing what he had drawn. The son of his father- Who wanted to be more. He wanted to sing, But they'd make him roar. He loved to travel, Adored the wanderlust. He had a true heart- Which one might easily trust. Too good for himself, He had a heart very kind. That made him special, Made him one of a kind! He was an old soul- Had a young heart. A face to remember, He looked like art. He had quite a charisma, His ruffled messy black hair. Which attracted many girls- But none about whom he cared. A hopeless in love, Waiting for his 'The One. He wasn't very patient, But for 'Her' so had he learnt! --Ishita💜-- The early bird had woken at dawn. He loved to paint the mesmerising sunrise, he had always enjoyed doing so. It was his escape from the real-life into a non-existing one. He was a professional architect. He had recently signed up a contract with Cordelia Sites. Ooh, he was so excited. His lif...

Everyday- Mother's day!

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Mom, how wonderful you are! You are true ataraxia. You see things beautiful than they are,  I love you like bibliosmia. You are Pulchritudinous! Taught me everything I know. You are as blissful as blessings! As serene as Petrichor! You wake at Aurora, And do work so much. Even a stone can be gold, Just by your mere touch. You are the one, Like whom I want to be. I love the vibe around you, You're like apricity. You are a blessing, That God has gifted me. You shine like a gem, And you're calm like the sea! You know how much, I do adore you. You inspire me so much, I'm glad to know you. --Ishita-- The one who gives up their piece of food when they've not even eaten it, then that one person is a mother.  A mother's love is so blissful and innocent. It is like praying without conditions. Just peaceful and pure. Methaphorically, a mother is the air that you need not feel around you always, but just her presence around you makes you able to breathe. A mother's love is...

A New Point Of View!!!

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The Leader We Need..! "God bless the king" Is the song they sing, Who knows all Yet speaks nothing. He walks on poor and climbs again. How is he great, If he helps no men? Great is the one- Who fights for all. Lives for poor, And for them, he falls. He can think- He can win. He waits for the chance, To defeat the king. The world would turn just so nice, With a leader who For his people can sacrifice.. . -ISHITA💜 This poem is an irony to today's condition. The leaders who get ascended to the throne are not capable of it nor do they understand it's importance. They don't know it's value.. While some of us might even be able to name them, all us understand that the world needs someone to look after them , not look on them.  Every human has a tendency to look after it's own, that is what we've looked around. But we need to be selfless, giving importance to ignored. It is not the poor that are crushed by the kings, it is us, the ignored and normal people; ...