Nikita Narang
Abstract
We create our own storms
Our own tornado
And when it rains
When it's the time to grow
To get drenched
We complain about the rain
Power Of Love
Self Love
Bonds
Pain
Soltitute
Enough
Traveller
Enjoy The Rai...
Journey
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of contentment. It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of c...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if it’s just to let it ... As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if ...
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon... Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
MY grandmother, like everybody’s grandmother, was an old woman... MY grandmother, like everybody’s grandmother, was an old woman...
But you will be watching me while I make all my moves. But you will be watching me while I make all my moves.
The poem shows how humans are destructing lives. The poem shows how humans are destructing lives.
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache to speak with you, ye... I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache t...
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
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