Dev Arbikshe
Abstract Others
If I were you,And you were me,I'd know what's true,and you'd know what's true absurdity.
Rain, Rain Go...
Go Forth , Ma...
Bail Out
Dear Kitty Ca...
Prometheus 2....
If I Were
The Inner Voi...
The poem describes the changing times and how humans are depended on technology. The poem describes the changing times and how humans are depended on technology.
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
He tore his matted hair from his scalp Cursing the life he never got to have One wraith ceased its... He tore his matted hair from his scalp Cursing the life he never got to have O...
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes by, I wave the wor... And the crooning of the morning cock. As the last stroke of the dawn passes b...
Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter Your engraved barks and vacant nest nothing will matter
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, I just drink, drink,... I let my pain rot like a grape, And make alchohol of my ink, And then, ...
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
Father, please forgive your younger son. It is not the mother's fault, show mercy, on us. ... Father, please forgive your younger son. It is not the mother's fault, show m...
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
We can not discover the mystery of nature. We can not discover the mystery of nature.
The moon that I look at, high and complacent, dwelling in silence like an angel that was sent. ... The moon that I look at, high and complacent, dwelling in silence like an ang...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
Come now you are after all The guillotine of seasons, This is your destiny I beg thee do yo... Come now you are after all The guillotine of seasons, This is your destiny...
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun