anamika khanna
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A shining star
Lost in the crowd
Lots of dreams
Kept in his bucket list
A small-town boy
Lived his dreams
And shines
From inside still a child
Lost the battle of life
And committed suicide!
RIP
Romance of ol...
Housewife
Mi Amor
Rabindranath ...
Dreams!
Star!
The Ocean!
Je T’aime!
I don’t care!
Your Love!
My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight, My poem has letters and alphabets, To make my poem light in weight,
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
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...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation, A bundle of joy unwrapped, With a promise of jubilation,
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
Nice Nice
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Nice.. Nice..
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
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.
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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