Divya Bhavsar
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Inspite of all the life's odds,
Inspite of being fully flawed,
When I started learning from my mistakes,
When I started living again vividly,
From my soul, I got the biggest applaud!
A Ride....
A Love Like T...
Ripped Apart
Scattered Hai...
Poetry Love
Goodbye Love
Hangover...
Us
Looking At Th...
The Inside Wa...
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun
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.
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
What crushes is the divine truth! What crushes is the divine truth!
The moon that I look at, high and complacent, dwelling in silence like an angel that was sent. ... The moon that I look at, high and complacent, dwelling in silence like an ang...
We can not discover the mystery of nature. We can not discover the mystery of nature.
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.
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
All for one and one for all, That is unity. All for one and one for all, That is unity.
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
I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, I just drink, drink,... I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, ...
The poem shows all the phases of life. The poem shows all the phases of life.
And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes by, I wave the wor... And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes b...
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
He tore his matted hair from his scalp Cursing the life he never got to have One wraith ceased... He tore his matted hair from his scalp Cursing the life he never got to have ...
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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