I can’t write poems any more - I seem to have lost the knack for - certain. I can’t write poems any more - I seem to have lost the knack for - certain.

There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart and gave me hope. ... There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart ...

There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart and gave me hope. ... There were lonesome farmers in the meagre farmlands, And it soothed my heart ...

They choose to wear branded clothes... They choose to speak in English than in Hindi.. They choose to wear branded clothes... They choose to speak in English than i...

a poem highlighting modern day vices a poem highlighting modern day vices

What should we be searching? Are we really happy with what we have? Are we happy with this world... What should we be searching? Are we really happy with what we have? Are we h...