Pooja Patel
Tragedy Others
Today I understood that
There are 16108 marriages
With one Kanha is possible,
But Radha is not enough
Qualified to marry Kanha......
The moment wi...
Road to love
a World witho...
Final stanzas...
Silent Soul
Mother
Colour Your W...
Voice Of Wome...
Women
Coding Is Bor...
When the period of lockdown comes to end When the period of lockdown comes to end
Pondered all around but found none, Far and wide never seen one. Pondered all around but found none, Far and wide never seen one.
I did something terrible, Lost hope in my past... I did something terrible, Lost hope in my past...
I never knew you, Nor I ever will... I never knew you, Nor I ever will...
Among all and erase the bitter memories, nightmarish experiences. Among all and erase the bitter memories, nightmarish experiences.
I was wandering in the forest, I was wandering in the forest,
The radio hums A song that Google wasn’t able to name The radio hums A song that Google wasn’t able to name
Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose. Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose.
My hair is pulled back, In a loose bun. My hair is pulled back, In a loose bun.
She is scared of the dark, She wakes up in middle of the night... She is scared of the dark, She wakes up in middle of the night...
And anyways, My life has no voice. And anyways, My life has no voice.
A very good read... A very good read...
I whispered, 'Did you hear'? I whispered, 'Did you hear'?
And I am up with my punctured soul! Just to narrate my unnoticed grievances... And I am up with my punctured soul! Just to narrate my unnoticed grievances.....
I could just not let go of all the reasons why I still do. I could just not let go of all the reasons why I still do.
My vision has begun to fade, None I have to accompany... My vision has begun to fade, None I have to accompany...
My heart shrank at the glance, the face of grace; turned pale. My heart shrank at the glance, the face of grace; turned pale.
A time will come A time will come
Only the black.... comforts me. Only the black.... comforts me.
Unknown steps of a mother from wild, To satiate the pangs of the child inside... Unknown steps of a mother from wild, To satiate the pangs of the child inside...
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