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Notice....Once....

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A springer..... withered, Unnoticed among its own breed, Desiccating with the ignorance, Never been paid heed to, Melancholic, lost all its lustiness, No longer enamored heedfulness, Arid vanes....painfully kissed mother earth, Slept cannily in nature's venter. Birth.....Rebirth....Reincarnation.... A lustrous springer, This time in a beautiful garden, Shipshapely taken care of, Dancing merrily in the soft breeze, Shindig with the concern and affection. Ultimately the day came..... It bloomed....so gracefully, Leaving behind astonished eyes, With the lustre of its youth. Such a beauty,  That can never be unnoticed.... #AfrinFatima
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                                #DIY#wisdom tree#flowers#birds#diy#lamp#light#texture#

Angel descends.........:)

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Ohhh my dear baby.... when you were born, they handed me this tiny person bundled up and you just stared at me, when I looked down at you, that feeling, to see my baby for the first time, just hit me, like I've been struck by lightening. Its love, yes, its love to hold your baby in your arms, its like a bliss from heaven, angels bestowing their blessings upon you. Its an inexplicable feeling one can only feel for their child. In that very moment, I knew, my angel, my life has changed forever. To have you in my arms, in that moment was more than enough for me. It was just enough..... I couldn't probably have asked for anything more...... My dear Angel, from now onwards, I will start waking up your slumbers, sleep your sleep, laugh your laughs, cry your cries and will do everything you will do. I, eventually, find no other option than that as you are my flesh and bones...my life, I gladsomely will do all the chores. I will watch you grow right infront of my eyes and will ...

Sumptuous Moon...........:)

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Oo sumptuous moon..... So far yet so close, So serene yet so bustling, So banal yet so bizarre, Every time I look at your tinge, A feel of tranquility shadows me, Feels like an angel following me, Being my espial.... You light up the trails I tread, Even in the plutonic nights of my life. Yeah.... Being an earthborn, I skittle away all the fortitude I consume, But... You taught me to be sangfroid. You are an out and out mystery, A deep valley of quintessence. Oo Dear Moon, always beholden to you, For what you teach just being you.......!!!!!!  # AfrinFatima                                                        

Rotten Roses.....

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Sourness, you gave to my heart, Its a lifetime thwack to my head. Something, you were aware of, Delicacy, my heart consist of. You never ever had a second thought, Before thumping upon all dreams, purport. Innocently, you kept hurting me, And me, kept taking it as your innocence. All my yearnings fade away in that moment, When your eyes did hoodwinking each time. You, kept lying on my face, I, denied all that was on your face. Well, you did what you had to, And, I did what I had to. You spewed the poison of your swindle, And I gave elixir of forgiveness for your deeds. Now, you have repentance for your trowel, And, I, all remorseless with eyes swivel. Still, I wear a smile on my face, Atleast, I can fake it on your face!!! #AfrinFatima

A Wakeup Call.................

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Listen daughter: I am saying this as you lie asleep, one little paw crumpled under your cheek and your hair curls stickily wet on your damp forehead. I have stolen into your room alone. Just a few minutes ago, as I was reading my paper in the room, a stifling wave of remorse swept over me. Guiltily I came to your bedside. There are the things I was thinking, Dear: I had been cross to you, I scolded you as you were dressing for school because you gave your face merely a dab with the towel. I took you to task for not cleaning your shoes properly. I gave you that wide eyes look when you tend to be mischievous before guests. I called out angrily when you threw some of your things on the floor. At breakfast I found faults, too. You spilled things. You gulped down your food. You put your elbow on the table. You made noises while chewing your bites. And as you started off to play and I made for my train, you turned and waved your hand and called, " Good bye daddy!" and I fr...

Its not just about writing.... its simply about playing with pen and colors......:)

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Some of my creations......