Rohit Kapadia
Tragedy
In the spacious living room,
beside the huge T. V unit,
On the beautiful book-shelf,
Just below smart mobile phone,
Nicely covered books were crying,
Come on, some one
please lift us and open us,
we want to spread
sweet fragrance.
God
Book
Old Age-A Tur...
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You think that this virus is only a hoax, You think that this virus is only a hoax,
Those mornings were as holy as the burning sun... Those mornings were as holy as the burning sun...
Once my mom locked me up inside my room... Once my mom locked me up inside my room...
Had the almighty given the power to one? Had the almighty given the power to one?
I thought when we will meet, It is going to be the rain of Roses.. I thought when we will meet, It is going to be the rain of Roses..
Sometimes, the heart texts, To the inner core of my brain... Sometimes, the heart texts, To the inner core of my brain...
A queen among kings. A queen among kings.
Holding the unborn Offspring in the womb, Holding the unborn Offspring in the womb,
It was dawn, full of dew, Fast and furious, the tornado rushed. It was dawn, full of dew, Fast and furious, the tornado rushed.
A mercurial strand, Foredoom'd... A mercurial strand, Foredoom'd...
Should or should we never crave the rose.... Should or should we never crave the rose....
Sadness consumed his little soul standing around the corner with no motion. Sadness consumed his little soul standing around the corner with no motion.
Pain is like a thief at night Pain is like a thief at night
Who's next....??? Who's next....???
Oh! unempathetic act of humans, Snare aimed for my fellow being, Oh! unempathetic act of humans, Snare aimed for my fellow being,
Echo of popularity, status, name and fame, Has stepped up the efforts of all... Echo of popularity, status, name and fame, Has stepped up the efforts of all....
Why are the weak, naive and innocent always blamed Why are the weak, naive and innocent always blamed
It's when the mind dissolves the memories pertaining to suffering. It's when the mind dissolves the memories pertaining to suffering.
There was a pitch black odour, Fuming on a night so pure that it could be in the truest form of ... There was a pitch black odour, Fuming on a night so pure that it could be in...
I am happy with my designation 'poor' I am happy with my designation 'poor'
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