PRATAP CHAUHAN
Thriller
Make noise.
My versatility
God gave
This facility
I look like
A nymph Urmi
People are crazy
About me
Teenager are crying.
That I Am shying.
Girls get to flaring.
But I'm squirming.
NATION PRIDE
LOVE YOU
PLANT TREES
Poem
CRUNCH
Unusual situp...
Pumpi Girls
RUBI
SUPREME DAD
STUNNING
Time is the thief you cannot banish.. Time is the thief you cannot banish..
You feel the music in... You feel the music in...
Thats what patriotism really means.. Thats what patriotism really means..
Dull and gloomy days Passing in distress; Dull and gloomy days Passing in distress;
Still sailing in the boat with pack of memories...! Still sailing in the boat with pack of memories...!
I ponder about comrade Putin I wonder, are we going to have a war I ponder about comrade Putin I wonder, are we going to have a war
Humanity is broken, we’re rotten, and this makes us different from apes Humanity is broken, we’re rotten, and this makes us different from apes
Being alone is not a scourge It requires a lot of courage. Being alone is not a scourge It requires a lot of courage.
On earth, came an alien Dressed as a civilian On earth, came an alien Dressed as a civilian
I care about what God calls me ... I care about what God calls me ...
It's just one step.... It's just one step....
The voice that can only be felt.. The voice that can only be felt..
I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a soft bullet. I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a sof...
It is spending the sweat of its labourers, the genius of its scientists. It is spending the sweat of its labourers, the genius of its scientists.
No beautiful words, No beautiful faces, No beautiful gifts could admire him. No beautiful words, No beautiful faces, No beautiful gifts could admire him.
And build my own nation.... And build my own nation....
I am a product of circumstances that betrayed me time and again, I am a product of circumstances that betrayed me time and again,
It's the seventh day of snow I have tied a knot to my tongue, It's the seventh day of snow I have tied a knot to my tongue,
With the stone pulling it within to drown, Deep.... With the stone pulling it within to drown, Deep....
Once a strange book sucked me in it, Once a strange book sucked me in it,
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