Literary Colonel
She writes. She stumbles into her own illusive mind and elopes with handful of poetic lines thus writing her story moulded into rhythmic words - Poetry. She hopes you find love and peace in her writings. Because this is all she lives for.
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The grass is still green And so is the water The soil has the scent Of the unmarried daughters
Submitted on 17 Aug, 2019 at 06:51 AM
The part of the moon Lay on the mother's lap The unworldly face With the innocence trapped
Submitted on 17 Aug, 2019 at 06:45 AM
The days are just passing Like the breeze does Hollow remains the thoughts with rust And flies the clouds of ho...
Submitted on 31 Jul, 2019 at 04:56 AM
Does the careless breeze know which direction it has to blow? Does the reckless River care which path it has to flow...
Submitted on 31 Jul, 2019 at 04:49 AM
The brisky breeze had a news to tell, The morning came with whispers' yell...
Submitted on 26 Jul, 2019 at 14:48 PM
You go on, for you shall forever go on, You are the warrior, the son of dawn...
Submitted on 25 Jul, 2019 at 13:07 PM
This poem is dedicated to the pilot, Abhinandan Varthman.
Submitted on 25 Jul, 2019 at 11:07 AM
