Arvind Iyer

@ArvindIyer15

Author, Poet, Sketch Artist, , , , novel out now on Amazon!

Mumbai, India
Vrijeme pridruživanja: ožujak 2019.

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  1. Prikvačeni tweet
    prije 18 sati

    I felt a longing for u once, the air difficult to breathe without ur nearness.Then, something I never thought possible happened–I fell in love, with someone who wasn't u. The longing has gone, but at times the wind changes,& I can still smell ur scent in the air.

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    After the First Age on Earth, magic got stripped away entirely, only turning up in dreams, songs, & tales of . Thirty-two Ages rolled by, & as the Thirty-third came into light, a great force the soil of the planet. Peppering it with magic anew.

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    Hi everyone, I was wondering how my dad would feel if I found a word he couldn't play with? Something he couldn't pun? Would he be ? This isn't that word, but it is your prompt for today.

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    As a storyteller, he weaves his own , twisting & turning it to his whims, adding & deleting dollops of reality to his liking. The scales keep tipping, one moment, & he's sipping coffee at the office machine, the very next, he's a warrior out to conquer la la land.

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    as beautiful as u are dear love are u real or a sucking me in, quietly I ask u this for I have been in ur realm many times & each time my stay has been ephemeral u build a gorgeous world only to make it disappear Poof & u r gone like a magician a fantastic one

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    Born in the magical realm of his dreams, with silvery wings, he named his daughter . He kept meeting her in his sleep over the next 22 years. Then, at 23, in a particularly disturbing dream, she flew away forever to the fairy world. He never dreamt of her again.

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    But then, at 23, she flew away into an orange sunset to the fairy world. He sent her off with a happy tear in his eye & a sad smile on his lips, but she returned on the last day of every year, to tell him stories of the fairy world, & kiss him goodnight. (2/2)

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    She was born at the magical hour of dawn, with silvery wings, & he named her . His little girl was always unique, hovering over her crib at 2, flying to school at 7, & at 16, insisting that she fly alongside the plane when they went for vacations. (1/2)

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    Good morning vss365ers. It’s Monday again, I’m off to school, and the weekend went by so fast I can’t be sure it was ever really here. Was it a ?

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    She'd been at the asylum for a decade, faking , to be near the man she'd once loved. The man who'd loved her so deeply in return that when she'd walked away, he'd lost touch with himself, & reality. He barely recognized her now, but her touch did make him smile.

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    Good morning to you all, wow it’s early. Why didn’t anyone tell me Sunday has a 6am? It’s enough to make me question my And there’s your prompt for today.

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    tell me the story of our yesterdays how did it all happen from the beginning of us how did the wheels of time turn to this moment don't tell me it was destiny who wrote the surely our actions had a role to play it was us who turned time to where we are today

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    my love remember those carefree days? driving to nowhere with the free winds partaking in beautiful sins then life happened as per a story, we ourselves wrote but I'm tired, my love of sticking to the once in a while let's let go just like those good old days

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    Good morning everybody it’s time. I’m Katlin, and I am your host for February. I want to thank for all her wonderful words in January, I hope I can do do just as well. Your first prompt for the month is .

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  17. 31. sij

    The little girl had chubby cheeks & a dimpled chin, lips and a voice echoing the screams of a thousand souls that were trapped within her. Souls that could neither escape the veneer of innocence over those rosy lips nor the ghostly pull underneath that dimpled chin.

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  18. 31. sij

    As a boy, he starts planting memories in soil-filled mason jars & leaves them around the house, where they grow into , the happy memories pink & decadent, the sad ones grey & withered. Time flies, & he's an old man now, reflecting on life, in his –

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  19. 31. sij

    ... they'd kiss, they'd romance their life would be in a trance but then, love, what sort of storyteller are you? would you spin a yarn let them hold hands and walk into the mist or will you play spoilsport and introduce a villain an evil, scheming antagonist? (2/2)

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  20. 31. sij

    if love were a storyteller it'd probably tell a tale of extremes of a handsome boy poor but pure and a beautiful girl rich and demure they'd probably meet in a manor at a dance where cupid would intervene leaving nothing to chance ... (1/2)

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