Shubhi Agarwal
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Life is a butterfly that is beautiful and full of different colors,
And always teaches to share happiness.
Your Thoughts
Self Love
happiness
freedom
Life like a B...
One thought can move the mountain, One thought can move the mountain,
The moment i am inside u U will rest in my arms The moment i am inside u U will rest in my arms
You’re a nice person, the mirror told me You’re a nice person, the mirror told me
Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate.... Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate....
My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms of my UNKNOWN SHADO... My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms...
Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break! Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break!
Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is breathtaking Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is b...
Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more, Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more,
The poem describes how love can sometimes leave a person despondent and longing for better things. The poem describes how love can sometimes leave a person despondent and longing ...
The young sapling battling against the wild wind... The young sapling battling against the wild wind...
I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly... I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly...
The poem shows the sob of a girl as she demands to be heard. The poem shows the sob of a girl as she demands to be heard.
How beautiful and fair would the world be if every person could receive the same amount of love he/s... How beautiful and fair would the world be if every person could receive the same...
The poem describes the city and suggests we help it grow and make it a happy place. The poem describes the city and suggests we help it grow and make it a happy pla...
You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for their chances... You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for...
You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you. You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you.
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
The peak of the mountain is bathed in light The peak of the mountain is bathed in light
omg omg
Oh, mother! I minstrel for you: my motherland. Oh, mother! I minstrel for you: my motherland.
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