Priyanka Vegda
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As my morning starts with my pen,
And all my emotion conveys through my pen.
I think, I understand and I feel what's going on inside,
I assume, I predict and I shoutout what's going on outside.
Only you matt...
Lockdown Love...
Talent Lockdo...
Talents - Poe...
Episode Lockd...
Routine- poem
Quarantine Ch...
Mode On
Quarantine
My daily rout...
Your permission or approval is not required! Your permission or approval is not required!
Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that it could be hiding bo... Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that i...
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.
"I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled or curbed." "I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled ...
No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I forgot. . . No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I ...
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...
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
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 ...
With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears
But it is not darkness which is the absence of light But it is not darkness which is the absence of light
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
Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter
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..
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।
As I’m held captive by you… As I’m held captive by you…
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
They don't seem to be content somehow They don't seem to be content somehow
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