Himanshi Sharma
Abstract
Love,
Is weaving a home
In people's heart.
Is lighter than a weight
Of one feather.
Is Kindling a flame
Of hope in the dark.
Is having faith
In each other.
And we,
Are all made of love
Of hope and of faith.
Love
Magic
Nov.1 Book
In The End
Poetry
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
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
Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence. Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence.
Where's the freedom, where's the life? Where's the freedom, where's the life?
Lovely... Lovely...
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
The Rainbow is then certain to appear... The Rainbow is then certain to appear...
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
Nice... Nice...
Motherland.... Motherland....
Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ... Nobody knocks runs in scare As volcano eruption ...
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
fierce lovely water... fierce lovely water...
A doctor with a big heart... A doctor with a big heart...
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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