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  • [526] For The Last Time

    [526] For The Last Time

    my tiny impulsescarry me to the distant pastcarry me to the near futurebut never fully present you areinvisible to me different livesdivergent universewhy does it still feelyou know me better my tiny impulsescarry me to you my growth in the nightwhere is your sunlight?faith in synchronicityfate seems destinedto make me forget youto make me forgetful…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 3, 2023
    poetry, writing
    art, blog, blogging, Creative Writing, journal, life, love, philosphy, poetry, story, thoughts, writing
  • [33] Concrete Jungle Never Leaves You

    [33] Concrete Jungle Never Leaves You

    Nature has a way of connecting us with our inner selves. The idea of being away from the concrete jungle of cities is immediately followed up by unwinding, loosening up, connecting with our real self. Introspection comes naturally unlike in high rises where tall skyscrapers pose as an inferior substitute for tall trees. The city…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 21, 2017
    Reflections
    blog, blogging, cities, death, fun, introspection, life, philosphy, random, reflection, thoughts, Write-ups

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