Rana Narang
Abstract Fantasy Tragedy
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This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
Nice.... Nice....
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...
Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break! Cleansing auras with each step and breath, I needed a break!
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
Your insolent gaze was too high, so you were wrecked Your insolent gaze was too high, so you were wrecked
All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise All of a Sudden Sounds turning in Noise
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
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
Two girls who knew how to live in the moment Two girls who knew how to live in the moment
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 ...
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...
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that it could be hiding bo... Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that i...