PRIYA DOGRA
Fantasy
Soul in writing,
passion in heart.
On a magical trip afar.
Miles to go for a poetic quench.
You and me beyond the stars.
The Price of ...
The Transform...
Life 'The rea...
'Earth' The T...
Luv - laden
Luv-laden
The Creator
Life's Anthem
God's Shade
The Hero "Mus...
The poem describes the festivals in India. The poem describes the festivals in India.
Sometimes she wonders about a world filled magic Sometimes she wonders about a world filled magic
Adorned with shells, the tail of a fish, A mystical trance to be how earnestly I wish, Adorned with shells, the tail of a fish, A mystical trance to be how earnestl...
Dreams of eternity Unsaid words Promised. Dreams of eternity Unsaid words Promised.
The poem describes the day break. The poem describes the day break.
The lad opened his eyes and gazed in wonder At the beguiling sight. The lad opened his eyes and gazed in wonder At the beguiling sight.
Fumes soared from the valley green Blemished lay the beauteous scene. Horror and frig Fumes soared from the valley green Blemished lay the beauteous scene. Horr...
Yes you are right It is my imaginary friend Yes you are right It is my imaginary friend
Yes you are that word You are my that final poetry For which I have written hundreds of poe... Yes you are that word You are my that final poetry For which I have wri...
The poem shows that travel is must. The poem shows that travel is must.
Birds returning home in a sequence And the evening shows its colours. Birds returning home in a sequence And the evening shows its colours.
The poem shows a travel diary which has numerous journeys noted. The poem shows a travel diary which has numerous journeys noted.
They surprised me with their tales Of struggles and success They surprised me with their tales Of struggles and success
That evening and night I guess I am enough to define That evening and night I guess I am enough to define
I have given you a lot Mind it, if I say it was a lot. I have given you a lot Mind it, if I say it was a lot.
Some rise from the dead, While the others have a horn on their head. Some rise from the dead, While the others have a horn on their head.
Came a new member to our lovely house; No wonder it so became dear to my spouse Came a new member to our lovely house; No wonder it so became dear to my spou...
The poem describes the girl with glassy eyes. The poem describes the girl with glassy eyes.
Your presence is seen Even in darkest clouds Your presence is seen Even in darkest clouds
Let's escape from the wound Are like never-ending talk. Let's escape from the wound Are like never-ending talk.
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