Neeraj Kumar
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Lone Travelle...
The Daemons
Can You Belie...
Aftermath
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Random Though...
Lost Moment C...
Moments lost.
Don't Mind
Candle
The poem shows that in our lives sometimes we overestimate ourselves. The poem shows that in our lives sometimes we overestimate ourselves.
It's the game of fame That people forget their known, As if they were unknown . It's the game of ... It's the game of fame That people forget their known, As if they were unknown ...
Beautiful outlook projecting the 'misery' gradually paving its path through an innocent mind. Beautiful outlook projecting the 'misery' gradually paving its path through an i...
This is home, Where a part of me still lives... This is home, Where a part of me still lives...
The moon steered through the clouds The moon steered through the clouds
My unsuspecting heart would have marked your presence My unsuspecting heart would have marked your presence
The poem shows that hope is the ultimate life force. The poem shows that hope is the ultimate life force.
Moonstruck by her own celestial grandeur in pond, river, and ocean, Waltzes in bliss high above, ... Moonstruck by her own celestial grandeur in pond, river, and ocean, Waltzes i...
There is a parallel world, I choose to sometimes find respite in... There is a parallel world, I choose to sometimes find respite in...
I still remember the closest story your face told to my eyes. I still remember the closest story your face told to my eyes.
The poem shows that with the change in the time the innocence is lost. The poem shows that with the change in the time the innocence is lost.
You will never dominate humanness again... You will never dominate humanness again...
The poem shows that we are puppets of life. The poem shows that we are puppets of life.
Promises to break, Promises to keep, Promises that don't let me sleep. Promises to break, Promises to keep, Promises that don't let me sleep.
His body was pierced by shrapnel and was buffeted by pain, But he stood tall mustering all the stre... His body was pierced by shrapnel and was buffeted by pain, But he stood tall mu...
She exudes warmth always, Hospitable to whosoever visit... She exudes warmth always, Hospitable to whosoever visit...
The poem shows the sadness of a girl and shows about her dreams. The poem shows the sadness of a girl and shows about her dreams.
I am a Modern Art on a canvas of chaos I am a Modern Art on a canvas of chaos
The sky made me captive on its invisible prison, compelled me to marry his sister, The sky made me captive on its invisible prison, compelled me to marry his sis...
My fall is not orange and crimson It's just too many smothering shades of green It's not tickl... My fall is not orange and crimson It's just too many smothering shades of gre...