Fareha
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She glided gracefully over the moon,
And the stars played a symphony, that...of a lover's,
Her soul was cold as the snowy winter nights,
But like a tincture of hope, she was bursting into colours.
Tincture Of H...
Ya'aburnee
Everything Th...
Poetry That W...
You're So Muc...
Resilience
The Ruins
When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise? When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise?
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn' Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn'
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Lovely... Lovely...
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
Very nice... Very nice...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
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...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Nice.. Nice..
Nice... Nice...
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
A doctor with a big heart... A doctor with a big heart...
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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