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  • [436] Silent Guardian of The Night

    [436] Silent Guardian of The Night

    All death is a return back to the birth⁣⁣and our life in between a tidal wave⁣⁣When I was left bedridden⁣⁣everything was without shadows⁣⁣and in a few blinks the crescent moon⁣⁣disappeared with me ⁣⁣My bedside window was a mirror⁣⁣and as I disappeared into the night⁣⁣I could see two ways at one time or⁣⁣the crossroads of death…

    Rahul Gaur

    April 18, 2021
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    art, blog, blogging, life, love, moon, NaPoWriMo, philosophy, poetry, thoughts, writingprompt
  • [335] Promote Your Blog

    [335] Promote Your Blog

    3000 followers. It’s been a self-reflective journey of almost 4 years of writing consistently on this blog. While reach this milestone I have slowly and steadily built a community who are so sharp with their words and gentle with their feedback. When I didn’t have this blog, everything about the people here compelled me to…

    Rahul Gaur

    July 30, 2020
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    art, blog, blog-party, blogging, inspiration, life, poetry, reflection, story, thoughts, Write-ups, writingprompt
  • [48] Which is the witch?

    [48] Which is the witch?

    Two oldies are walking down the village road and they find themselves in front of a house that is emitting smoke. “Something on fire aye. It’s coming from the chimney” “Na man that’s the election of the pope” “Yah, I’ve read it in one of those, what do you call it, internet, if the smoke…

    Rahul Gaur

    May 17, 2017
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    Entertainment, Fantasy, Fiction, life, Magic, poetry, Pope, prompt, stories, story, Village, witch, Writers, writingprompt
  • [36] #NaPoWriMo (7/30) [ A Bucket List of Dust ]

    [36] #NaPoWriMo (7/30) [ A Bucket List of Dust ]

    A list of imagination, impossibilities, reverence I had made Until dust had consumed it under my bed turning my conscience a far gone mirage Until my tired eyes tried to make sense of it still My weighty eyes drag on them, my spines they chill A list that screamed positivity, I chanced upon The first; achieve…

    Rahul Gaur

    April 7, 2017
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    blogging, life, list, love, luck, peace, poem, Poems, poet, poetry, writingprompt, Writings
  • [28] Gravity Is Working Against Me.

    [28] Gravity Is Working Against Me.

    “The Apollo program was a fraudulent NASA spaceflight endeavour which allegedly landed the first men on the moon.” said the head of the Flat Earth Society who sat next to me on the frisbee pendulum ride. It was an unusual choice of an interview setting but he wanted to prove a point. While the others…

    Rahul Gaur

    March 9, 2017
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    blog, Fiction, flatearth, fun, poetry, rides, script, shortstory, society, story, thought, thoughts, writingprompt

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