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A jester's paradise

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TheBestToReads   A JESTER'S PARADISE "  T he moon that soothed my iris, has now begun housing a mole. Shattered it is too and fro, condemned to abore  never desired to attain, just longed to adore. Alike the settling fog brimming the petals, staining my soul in deceptive ripples. That pale daffodil that bloomed you wish, has further blanched with the residue of your kiss. Cunning of a seasonal VIBGYOR , a mere illusion. Abstract of a mist, fallacy to be in a tryst. Fading it is in whiteout, often rains , Notwithstanding the endure, draining in pain.  Once possessed be eternally owned. Tough it is in perplex, move on. Gone is gone, best come your way to grow, Remember darling you've lost me forever though."   By- Kaushal Naik

BLACK AND WHITE : Love Is Love

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  TheBestToReads   CROWKOO " IN  the midst of the trees and the sky so blue, two creatures appeared, so different yet true. A crow and a cuckoo, they flew and they cooed, together they danced, their love ensued. The crow , so black , and the cuckoo, so bright, their love was forbidden, but they didn't take fright. For they knew that their love was pure and true, and nothing could stop them from being together anew. The crow, with his sharp beak and dark eyes, saw the cuckoo's feathers and let out a sigh. Her beauty was unparalleled, her song so sweet, he knew in his heart that he had to meet. The cuckoo, with her gentle voice and soft wings, saw the crow's feathers and the way he sings. She knew in her heart that he was the one, and that their love had just begun. Together they flew through the sky so high, and their love shone brighter than the sun in the sky. Their wings intertwined, they soared as one, and their love was stronger than anyone. They perched on

MATERIAL PARADISE : Is It Worth It

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TheBestToReads  The Illusion of Happiness " A midst the chaos and the rush of life, Humans strive for wealth , and all its strife. A world of goods, a world of gain , Where success is measured in material chains. Sacrifices made along the way, Of morals, ethics, and values they say. A hunger for wealth that never ends, And relationships that they forget to tend. The nights they spend toiling away, Ignoring their loved ones who beg them to stay. Money becomes their only drive, And in their greed, they barely survive. The cost of wealth is often high, As they trade their soul for it and sigh. Their conscience may be set aside, But at what cost do they choose to abide? Material gains come and go, But what of the seeds of love they sow? For in their quest to amass more, They forget the beauty that life has in store. Wealth may provide comfort and ease, But not the joy that true love can please. And in the end, all that remains, Is the price they paid for material gains . So l