Rajeev Bagra
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Improving is
Proving
Again and again
Without an eye
On monetary gain.
Queen Cracker
Dream to Real...
Coolie
Playing with ...
DisCover
Waiting
Flowing
Daughter Is ....
Improving Is ...
Yes To Yester...
My supreme control. However, this time, I willingly opened the gate. My supreme control. However, this time, I willingly opened the gate.
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.
The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burden of the pain of ag... The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burd...
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
But it is not darkness which is the absence of light But it is not darkness which is the absence of light
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart
Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter
It all started around November 2019, A deadly virus coercively named covid-19. It all started around November 2019, A deadly virus coercively named covid-19.
And made them nurture the silence to restore peace in human life. And made them nurture the silence to restore peace in human life.
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।
One more Earth Day has been celebrated. Will we learn anything or are we one year closer to meeting ... One more Earth Day has been celebrated. Will we learn anything or are we one yea...
As I’m held captive by you… As I’m held captive by you…
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
Tell me why sips of your whiskey alternate between someone's memories and your future. Tell me why sips of your whiskey alternate between someone's memories and your f...
Suffering from the pain of responsibilities, the expectations. Suffering from the pain of responsibilities, the expectations.
They don't seem to be content somehow They don't seem to be content somehow
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