Pooja Patel
Abstract Classics Inspirational
Poem a day makes me satisfied
Poem a day makes me motivated
Poem a day brings happiness
Poem a day excites me
The moment wi...
Road to love
a World witho...
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Silent Soul
Mother
Colour Your W...
Voice Of Wome...
Women
Coding Is Bor...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God. O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God.
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!! My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!!
Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment? Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment?
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl. Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl.
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage... Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage...
Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are. Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are.
Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back. Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back...
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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