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//Tag your loved ones, it'll make my post more beautiful// //Got anything to say? Just say it out in the comments, I'd love to know// //Follow for more, it'll be fun// To, Like I've already said and always say, Preziosa Singnora! °Before anything, I'd like to thank the hearty hand that's there behind this lovely post. @minni903037 haha, the enthusiasm when we thought of the idea is tremendous. She's more enthusiastic than myself. She selected the snippets, sorted them, sequenced them and checked the design; even the font size. Ha, it wouldn't be this beautiful if it is not for her. Thank b you @minni903037 . °There was an idea! Haha. Yeah, an idea. I generally write long poems, short verses, short stories, snippets and journals. Usually long poems, stories, journals go to blog (nagendrasarma.com - please try and check) and short verses come here: Instagram. Then where do these little little snippets go? Haha. Nowhere! No, no, that's not true. They go to oblivion! °The idea was, these snippets are little expressions of love. Why not make a post. Then I thought, all these are motivated by this Preziosa Singnora of mine. Why not make a mini-mini-book and give a tribute to her? This little girl @minni903037 got excited at the idea. She worked one whole night on these, in the name of perfection. My only work was to sit back and say, "yeah, it is cool," haha. At last, they are done, better than what I've expected them. °I turn beautiful moments of mine into these snippets. I crush them, so is the #tinytales. Once she said, "you're teaching love through these," haha, so is #teachinglove. °I'm glad we've did something we always wanted to. To, yeah, you, haha, Preziosa Singnora! Cool! •Anyway, I'm very proud to say that by debut book is out. 'The Dark Side of The Coin' is funded by #worditartfund and is available on #amazon and #flipkart . The link is in the profile. I wish you'll check it out. I hope you'll pick one. I believe you'll love it when you try. •I'm in all good vibes, man! Thank you so much for being here! #debut #debutnovel #debutbook #debutnovelist #book #love #tinytales #terriblytinytales #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #love

Scribblings. . . Meaningless, meaningful, meaning-to-be-given scribblings! To, Preziosa Singnora! #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #poetsofindia #poetryisnotdead #writer #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofindia #pen #inked #words #wordstoliveby #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #bymepoetry #love #lovepoetry #omypoetry #author #poetryhive #writinginspiration #wordswithqueens #wordhour #penguinpoetrynyc #longdistancerelationship #longpoem

The dancing goddess of mourning memories! To, Preziosa Singnora! #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #poetsofindia #poetryisnotdead #writer #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofindia #pen #inked #words #wordstoliveby #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #bymepoetry #love #lovepoetry #omypoetry #author #poetryhive #writinginspiration #wordswithqueens #wordhour #penguinpoetrynyc

To, The Muses which make me the tool and be the real poet! Ah, sometimes, when I do poetry (or something like that), I really feel so: "Am I a writer or a mechanic with a wrench?" Like a mechanic has a wrench in his hand, I have a pen, just like he would have parts, I have words, just like he has a body where he would fit the parts, I have a thought. I'd pick my parts (words) and with my wrench (pen) I fit them to the body (thought). It is not so easy; not always does the parts respond properly; then I get to know that it is not the right part to fix. I scramble over all the spare parts and try ask your time which I think would suit and at the end, I'll fix something which I think fits the best. Ah, I liked the thought of it; getting creased by the drooping words! Lovely! #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #poetsofindia #poetryisnotdead #writer #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofindia #pen #inked #words #wordstoliveby #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #bymepoetry #love #lovepoetry #omypoetry #author #poetryhive #writinginspiration #wordswithqueens #wordhour #penguinpoetrynyc

The past top 10 of my write-ups. To, all the annoying gods. To, My Miss Dew Drop. I thought I was trying different themes, but when I read them one after the other, it felt all the same. It felt like I'm writing the same poem again and again. Something which I don't like in normal writers, I found that in me too: repeatition of the same theme again and again. Ah. But the words felt soothing. The words felt worthy enough for sharing. In a vast wide world, I don't know why it is really hard to move out of the box. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryofinstagram #poetryofig #poetsofindia #poetryisnotdead #writer #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writersofindia #pen #inked #words #wordstoliveby #wordsofwisdom #wordporn #bymepoetry #love #lovepoetry #omypoetry #author #poetryhive #writinginspiration #wordswithqueens #wordhour #penguinpoetrynyc

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