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"Ananya, The Verbal Seduction."

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Karma.

Karma; Hurt nature, it'll hurt you back soon.  We talk of nature and its beauty, And run away to hill stations to enjoy holidays. We talk of nature and its safety, But do we then run away to find the... Continue Reading →

Poetry, like love.

Because, Poetry. ❤ And the most beautiful part is, I don't ever want to be saved from drowning in it real deep. I don't ever want to come back from there, where words make love. It is my personal heaven.... Continue Reading →

Born out of you.

I try to peek in, but you wouldn't let me, as if I'm a damned sin. Until when will I've to plea? After all, I'm born out of you, won't you give me benefit of doubt? -says, Shadow. ( A... Continue Reading →

Shame.

It attracts you and me, I'm talking about 'Controversy'. Be it lame enough, Or an act too rough! We devote our attentions, even if it is mere fiction. Just as, a hungry tiger looks for target, we, humans look up... Continue Reading →

Trapped in your curse.

In your thoughts, Immersed so deep. Too deep I've gone, I need to take a leap. A leap so requisite, to jump out of your hallucinations. Don't misunderstand it for reverie. They are your mere awful visions. Visions of you in love,... Continue Reading →

The heart he stole.

The heart he stole. "And all this only because, I'm in desperate need of one. That 'one' which you have." (Instagram: verbal.seduction) (Facebook: Verbal Seduction.) Any secret message for me? .-Ananya, The Verbal Seduction. Advertisements. Apple iPhone 6 (Space Grey, 32GB) Lenovo... Continue Reading →

No one but you.

No one but you. (Follow on Insta: verbal.seduction) Any secret message for me? You came up to me with heck of an assurance. How could I not believe you? -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction.

Lusting-Love.

A Man turned Lovers' desire. Her lips were Juicy and red. Tempting enough to picture her in bed. She filled me with so much of lust. The pervert in me now knew stardust. Just as dusk turns dawn. My 'lust' came and... Continue Reading →

My Summers’ night.

You're like my summers' night. Soaked naturally in darkest of darkness. Yet, decorated with the brightest of lights. Staring at me, teaching the divinity of calmness. Picture Credits. verbal.seduction Any secret message for me? -Ananya, The Verbal Seduction.

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