Pooja Patel
Abstract Tragedy Others
I AM missing original in me
My originality is gone somewhere
Productivity is decreased
And negativity is increasing
The moment wi...
Road to love
a World witho...
Final stanzas...
Silent Soul
Mother
Colour Your W...
Voice Of Wome...
Women
Coding Is Bor...
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.
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...
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...
But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see. But one fine day, many years later, your daughter too will have an angel to see.
All for one and one for all, That is unity. All for one and one for all, That is unity.
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
The young sapling battling against the wild wind... The young sapling battling against the wild wind...
In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with depraving In the modern era, we purchase their labor and transform them into slave with de...
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
The poem shows all the phases of life. The poem shows all the phases of life.
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.
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..
Never again depend on a single ruler. Never again depend on a single ruler.
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।
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
The joy of mutual self-giving.” The joy of mutual self-giving.”
No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image. No longer do I find myself being haunted by an image.
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