Shubham Bhupal
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In winter, the town is quiet and cold with an uncanny silence. In winter, the town is quiet and cold with an uncanny silence.
The poem shows we fail when we don't have that special person with us. The poem shows we fail when we don't have that special person with us.
"Golden words of life are sorry and thank you". "Golden words of life are sorry and thank you".
Death is not at all a matter of fear We are moved by its abrupt appearance as a strang Death is not at all a matter of fear We are moved by its abrupt appearance as...
Oh! Father, I won't give up on whatever task I endure. Promise. Oh! Father, I won't give up on whatever task I endure. Promise.
It is decades now We have traveled separate paths You and I are still together Time It is decades now We have traveled separate paths You and I are still toge...
In time, nature will heal. The indomitable humankind will not accept defeat; In time, nature will heal. The indomitable humankind will not accept defeat;
I came back dropping myself on the floor And started my day with the toothpaste. I came back dropping myself on the floor And started my day with the toothpaste.
Dampen it reverberations and commotions; it was like the day of liberation from all judgments. Dampen it reverberations and commotions; it was like the day of liberation from ...
I hear a voice, the silence fighting the chance of choice, This lie I live is starting to become ... I hear a voice, the silence fighting the chance of choice, This lie I live is...
I know that I'm not perfect And I know that that's okay, I know that I'm not perfect And I know that that's okay,
But you remain unchanged and I thank you for the raindrops you give. But you remain unchanged and I thank you for the raindrops you give.
I am emotionally drained, I know not what Corona can cause. I am emotionally drained, I know not what Corona can cause.
Poetry that reflects the charm of drifting human emotions, feelings, and happiness that life has to ... Poetry that reflects the charm of drifting human emotions, feelings, and happine...
The poet is sad as he is unable to help people like before because of lockdown. The poet is sad as he is unable to help people like before because of lockdown.
What rubbish life is! What rubbish life is!
A timeless satire, this irony writ in blood and hidden tears. A timeless satire, this irony writ in blood and hidden tears.
But trust me, I will change and I will change. But trust me, I will change and I will change.
Oh, Nature! You are so generous Oh, Nature! You are bound to be eternal Oh, Nature! Y Oh, Nature! You are so generous Oh, Nature! You are bound to be eternal Oh...
I just stood there, trying to close my door. But I didn't for the overflowing pool of red. I just stood there, trying to close my door. But I didn't for the overflowing po...