ANIRUDH KUMAR SINGH
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On a very hot day
On a holiday
We go the beach
To the sea
We go to the sea
My family and me
The Pride Of ...
Holiday
A Happy Child
Year 2021
First day of ...
A Short Poem ...
I Miss You
I Am Last Poe...
I Am Short Po...
Love Short Po...
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outside, Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outsid...
Such a beautiful gift given by nature.. Such a beautiful gift given by nature..
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
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.
Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty. Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty.
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me... Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
“The bell above started to chime” “The bell above started to chime”
Nice.. Nice..
You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with a mask. You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with...
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
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.
Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud! Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud!
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
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