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Poorva Gupta

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

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Poorva Gupta

Abstract Tragedy Fantasy

Unfortunately...

Unfortunately...

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He turns his mind towards various things,

my unclear thoughts about what he thinks.

New faces, new voices, and he caprices,

my blue inked words help my heart to hold it's innumerable pieces.


Fragrant flowers of our love slowly wilted,

A strong wind crashed and walls of faith tilted.

I still remember us dancing in the starry moonlight so fine,

Unfortunately, now the moon lost its light and the stars lost their shine


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