Samiksha Patel
Abstract Tragedy Others
The rain passes by--
Whispers of nothing sing in,
Song of emptiness.
Haiku on "tog...
Haiku On "Mon...
Haiku On Wint...
Haiku On Empt...
Haiku On Jail...
Haiku On Galw...
Haiku On Diam...
A Haiku on Mu...
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Nice... Nice...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
A doctor with a big heart... A doctor with a big heart...
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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