Neha Mandal
Children
Crow Crow
Where are you
I am finding you
I'm here Nehu
Can you find me...
No, you...
Success In Li...
Crow And Me
Grandma is fading away. She is ninety-one. or maybe two. No one seems to remember. Grandma is fading away. She is ninety-one. or maybe two. No one seems to...
You supported my arms when I started with alphabets, And you didn't leave them until I spelt them... You supported my arms when I started with alphabets, And you didn't leave the...
The memories of love, at six years old. The memories of love, at six years old.
The poem is an adieu to the school and bids farewell. The poem is an adieu to the school and bids farewell.
The poem shows how grateful it is to have a greatest blessing of Dad. The poem shows how grateful it is to have a greatest blessing of Dad.
My stomach burns in hunger, yet no one helps me My emotions bottle up giving me a strange feeling, My stomach burns in hunger, yet no one helps me My emotions bottle up giving me...
Filled with doodles. Nobody told us, That one day Those pages Filled with pencil and pen sketch... Filled with doodles. Nobody told us, That one day Those pages Filled with pe...
The very thought of holidays brightens up my face, Time to scuttle to my village, away from the b... The very thought of holidays brightens up my face, Time to scuttle to my vill...
It was the good old days, We would count the stars, And share laughter in the evening, Whil... It was the good old days, We would count the stars, And share laughter in ...
Not only on border but for help they reach everywhere Not only on border but for help they reach everywhere
How art and talent get preserved !! How art and talent get preserved !!
To the dream as I walk, Over the troubling wheat stalk, To the dream as I walk, Over the troubling wheat stalk,
This is a poem I dedicate to a friend who has been drifting away with new people. I want her to know... This is a poem I dedicate to a friend who has been drifting away with new people...
All your fights as poems Will reach the feet of a small kid Across these oceans Who's strug... All your fights as poems Will reach the feet of a small kid Across these o...
So these resources should not be wasted. So these resources should not be wasted.
The poem describes the life in the jungle of wild animals. The poem describes the life in the jungle of wild animals.
The poem describes the role and importance of a teacher. The poem describes the role and importance of a teacher.
Backwards in time, years ago The earth did live, but all alone Backwards in time, years ago The earth did live, but all alone
The poem is about a small girl telling her mother that she would like to share her luck with the les... The poem is about a small girl telling her mother that she would like to share h...
My so many unwritten poems Buried in my mind How I wished to pour my thoughts on paper My so many unwritten poems Buried in my mind How I wished to pour my thoug...
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