Arani Acharjee
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The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you. You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you.
You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for their chances... You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for...
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears
I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly... I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly...
The young sapling battling against the wild wind... The young sapling battling against the wild wind...
Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more, Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more,
As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if it’s just to let it ... As any poet I spout forth Enough hot air To raise the balloon, Even if ...
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms of my UNKNOWN SHADO... My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I forgot. . . No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I ...
"I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled or curbed." "I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled ...
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Your permission or approval is not required! Your permission or approval is not required!
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun
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