Akshara Patil
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The light shine when the
Butterflies rhymes.
The strange voice,
Here not twice.
Often children come to play,
But why the thirst?
The Light Shi...
My Sister
It's a poem on journey of life,the highs and lows, but poet tells us to stay optimistic. It's a poem on journey of life,the highs and lows, but poet tells us to stay opt...
Sea has so many sandcastles built on its shore Sea has so many sandcastles built on its shore
"You are like a "mirage" Fantasized by your eternal beauty I strive hard towards you" "You are like a "mirage" Fantasized by your eternal beauty I strive hard towards...
I embraced my destiny yet I cry. What am I but a simple firefly? I embraced my destiny yet I cry. What am I but a simple firefly?
Modern by her clothes But not so modern by her culture Modern by her mind But not so modern by her s... Modern by her clothes But not so modern by her culture Modern by her mind But no...
Little raindrops full of mischief Little raindrops full of mischief
A poem about rain A poem about rain
"I could feel the trails of your feet pass by, I would always wish to quit this poem." "I could feel the trails of your feet pass by, I would always wish to quit this ...
Because when the cards are dealt, the king always aces the queen. Because when the cards are dealt, the king always aces the queen.
Experiencing moment after another, travelers we are. Experiencing moment after another, travelers we are.
How do we fathom our deeds... How do we fathom our deeds...
Never felt this way is all that I can say ... Never felt this way is all that I can say ...
Time rolled by, voicing rejoicing as our paper boats bob ahead! Time rolled by, voicing rejoicing as our paper boats bob ahead!
Poet compares the feeling inside with the ocean and peace being the most precious thing needed Poet compares the feeling inside with the ocean and peace being the most preciou...
"The foregone glory And what could have been Another common long story.." "The foregone glory And what could have been Another common long story.."
That urge of seeking the light, And the darkness swallowing me into its depth, That urge of seeking the light, And the darkness swallowing me into its depth,
Down to Earth, I wish I were the REAL ME! Humble, when success crowns me, Down to Earth, I wish I were the REAL ME! Humble, when success crowns me,
I shine more than sun. Flowing the biggest river of fun. I fly more than the height of Mt. Everest ... I shine more than sun. Flowing the biggest river of fun. I fly more than the he...
She is born, a poem, a handful of words, Enchantingly strung together with eloquent spaces She is born, a poem, a handful of words, Enchantingly strung together with eloqu...
Everybody who wanders is not lost Everybody who wanders is not lost
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