#wordlestories

I believe that,

Initially, every story is just a set of random words that don't make sense... Until you club them together and add some sense to it

Storytelling is a strong notion, and I don't think my words are worth enough to level up. But I believe that practice can smoothen one's journey to it. And hence, everything else doesn't matter. So, I am starting a #Wordle storytelling or snippet series, where I will be using all my guesses of the Wordle game.

Here're all the stories . . .

Perfect nines revolving Sun up high,

Alter their course and everybody will die.

Lamed jokes are just labels, right?

A Label is something, you won't take a bite.

August 12
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Down the hall, where memories lie,

corridor are where red flags lie.

Beautiful pieces, gloat up on the eyes.

Light Gleam of hope is fading by,

All the friendships are on stand by.

August 11
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It's twenty "fifty",

Everybody talks about the "city",

which once looked "pretty".

Cling to the "safety",

Humans became their own "enemy".

August 10
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Doing Sides is one way out.

Tired me will not be able to checkout.

This journey resulted in getting my whole system's Wiped out.

But in the end, Yield beautiful results on the way out.

May 15
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Death can shake anybody,

And there's no shame in it.

April 15
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Kings and queens were on call,

But the window was too Small,

Both finally, Sated in the hall.

Time has not Shard their love and all.

So Squad, this is it, love you all :)

April 11
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She Dated him with love.

He Plans a surprise for her above.

But the history swept it's Claws without glove.

The night is called Black, therefore...

April 10
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Fight for death... Print for life.

Balance the perfect Ratio tonight.

While Triad is waiting at the Stair in the moon night.

April 09
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Sun, Moon and Earth are round.

Brave Rivals are planning in the town.

He Rears himself upon the ground,

to Share the sky like a clown !!

Hunters Stare at him like a hound

and Snare him all around.

Scare of all he just drowned.

April 08
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Mouse finds it's Tonic high,

with the Podal under the sky.

Borax floor reminding birthday joy.

Horah, hooray - are the Foray of sky.

April 07
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