Chhavi Devyani
Abstract Tragedy Classics
Intertwined was the sun above,
Amidst clouds and delusion.
Swathe seethe surged
Ousting calm seclusion
Resilenece gave up too as the
Raging winds roared.
Yet, the heart throbbed hope.
– For A Dear One
Splashings
The Setting S...
I Am Sorry
A closed book
The Tower
The Shore
Raindrop
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
nice.. nice..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God. O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God.
My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!! My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!!
Very nice... Very nice...
Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment? Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment?
Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl. Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl.
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...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage... Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage...
Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are. Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are.
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back. Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back...
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?"
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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