Rima Dhruv
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Poverty is the worst fear of anyone's life...
Richness poorness are only the words that matters the most is losing power out of control which money buys from it...
Child in the ...
World
Wings To Fly
Mother's Love
Poverty
Hearts
Smoke
Laughter
Food Cravings
War
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of contentment. It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of c...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night
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.
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
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.
All for one and one for all, That is unity. All for one and one for all, That is unity.
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon... Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...
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...
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.
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
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...
Never again depend on a single ruler. Never again depend on a single ruler.
I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache to speak with you, ye... I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache t...
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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