Samret Singh
Abstract Romance
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Its a tribute to our selfless doctors working so hard today:) Its a tribute to our selfless doctors working so hard today:)
The poem shows we sow what we harvest. The poem shows we sow what we harvest.
The poem is an ode to the grandfather. The poem is an ode to the grandfather.
Because God knows that love was fake And the emotion was hate. Because God knows that love was fake And the emotion was hate.
The poem describes the smell of her mother's scent and the memories with it. The poem describes the smell of her mother's scent and the memories with it.
My love for my country will be my only asset. My love for my country will be my only asset.
Errant children we've been; opened the pandora's jar, unwittingly, Errant children we've been; opened the pandora's jar, unwittingly,
The law had already accepted and supported INTER RELIGION MARRIAGE The law had already accepted and supported INTER RELIGION MARRIAGE
I run singing the glory of love to merge in eternity. I run singing the glory of love to merge in eternity.
The poem shows how there were love and care in the past generation. The poem shows how there were love and care in the past generation.
I don’t want to be afraid. I don’t want to be afraid.
The poem shows that memories are the treasure of life. The poem shows that memories are the treasure of life.
Morning gives you a ray of hope… Morning gives you a ray of hope…
The poem is a daydreamer and dreams of a better world. The poem is a daydreamer and dreams of a better world.
The feeling of satisfaction and happiness. The feeling of satisfaction and happiness.
Shut down the marital woes. Shut down the marital woes.
A pious fountain of squeezed happiness inside, it's real and worthy A pious fountain of squeezed happiness inside, it's real and worthy
Thus, I surely know that you are the real ambassador of HUMANITY….!' Thus, I surely know that you are the real ambassador of HUMANITY….!'
It is a poem that denotes the sorrow of a leaf. It is a poem that denotes the sorrow of a leaf.
The past could be our sole teacher... The past could be our sole teacher...