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Abstract
I'm afraid
Of solitary
As it possesses
More lucidity
Than a mirror
December
Where Is Spir...
Surname
Eye
Sun
Motherhood
Solitary
On The Bank O...
Their love's tale beautifully unfolds. Their love's tale beautifully unfolds.
I miss her deeply, in countless ways. I miss her deeply, in countless ways.
The beauty of living isn't hiding in the places we are trying to reach The beauty of living isn't hiding in the places we are trying to reach
"But the glee turned red with certain anger then Family peeped into the dream, The dream turned dark... "But the glee turned red with certain anger then Family peeped into the dream, T...
So respect work, respect human beings! So respect work, respect human beings!
Your eyes, like gleaming stars, full of wonder, Seeking the unknown, with heart asunder. Your eyes, like gleaming stars, full of wonder, Seeking the unknown, with hea...
We all hope for changes like the seasons in our life We all hope for changes like the seasons in our life
A poem that revolves around the whims and decisions of a person. Emphasis on the irony in this worl... A poem that revolves around the whims and decisions of a person. Emphasis on th...
Urban encounters, real/unreal; fulfilled/unfulfilled. Urban encounters, real/unreal; fulfilled/unfulfilled.
And it’s something that will never fade away. And it’s something that will never fade away.
So let us raise a toast to friends so dear, For the laughter, the memories, we hold near. So let us raise a toast to friends so dear, For the laughter, the memories,...
My worst bully is often inside my head My worst bully is often inside my head
Patience visited me And it reminded me Patience visited me And it reminded me
All I can say is think about your heart... Speak your heart... All I can say is think about your heart... Speak your heart...
In the harmony of Navratri, we find endless light. In the harmony of Navratri, we find endless light.
Well, mere species that breathe and get defied by it. Well, mere species that breathe and get defied by it.
I've got those Midnight Chaos... I've got those Midnight Chaos...
What life is like when the Life Giver gives it to you. What life is like when the Life Giver gives it to you.
And in every heartbeat, echoes of yesterday. And in every heartbeat, echoes of yesterday.
The "lover" is written in the narrative form, to picturise a woeful act. The action of surprise is... The "lover" is written in the narrative form, to picturise a woeful act. The act...