Harshika Chauhan
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No one should be as silent as silence numbs the night.
Be like the crickets or bats that live life at night
Will You?
I am Still...
Back To Me
I Cry When It...
Forgetting
I loved you
Where Are You...
It'll still b...
What Do I Tal...
Near
How to protect them and make them happy... How to protect them and make them happy...
An interesting play of words, one leading to another An interesting play of words, one leading to another
That beautiful face was hiding dark secrets. That beautiful face was hiding dark secrets.
Why does come Monday first always in Week? Why does come Monday first always in Week?
A poetry about how rains can soothe an urban soul A poetry about how rains can soothe an urban soul
Look at small things and see their beauty Look at small things and see their beauty
Still it didn't bother her And since people were sleeping Secrets were easier to take Still it didn't bother her And since people were sleeping Secrets were easier to...
An inspiration to the down-trodden To take life one day at a time. An inspiration to the down-trodden To take life one day at a time.
While the black hawks laughed hysterically gawking from far above While the black hawks laughed hysterically gawking from far above
Sit in the silence of the nature...try making it yours Sit in the silence of the nature...try making it yours
And let the day tell you That you are here Just as a fleeting cloud. And let the day tell you That you are here Just as a fleeting cloud.
Poet wants to be the expression,whatever feelings she experiences. Poet wants to be the expression,whatever feelings she experiences.
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when t... And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and ...
The soldiers under these trenches are firing bullets into my veins The soldiers under these trenches are firing bullets into my veins
And so they became love birds Came again the lovers of previous life Spreading these feathers again... And so they became love birds Came again the lovers of previous life Spreading ...
The one who colors the world... The one who colors the world...
An ode to the least noticed time of the day - Twilight An ode to the least noticed time of the day - Twilight
Poet talks about the unseen power that is there to guide during tough times. Poet talks about the unseen power that is there to guide during tough times.
Stand still for a little while... Stand still for a little while...
Gazing at the vile man across the street Gazing at the vile man across the street