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Immortal Memories
They chase you and haunt your cerebrum lane, Some are precious and few are vain, They provide peace to your restless mind, Few are cherishing and of various kinds, Sitting on the couch or next to the windows, When you have mood swings and feel low, Memories which will treasure your heart life long, It…
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Arise from the ashes
Arise from the ashes, From the deep ,sluggish marshes, Like a phoenix she rose, Elevating her soul and lifting her toes, She wasn’t the same girl anymore, Who could be deprived off and easy to be tore, She could quench the thirst of her revenge and done unjust, She could grab and lay hold of…
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They call me a feminist 🙅
They call me a feminist, Rather I would suggest them to call me a humanist, They try to project my every word and action judgemental towards patriarchy, But I would rather suggest every single woman to break and shatter the hierarchy, They call me indecent when I talk about menses and menopause, I would suggest…
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Insomniac
Dreamy eyes And restless nights Wishes to strife for goal Burning determination of my soul Sleepless minds Dreams chasing like monstrous giants Insomnia is now a member of my bed’s corner I hope some day it lends me few hours to sleep like a noble donor.
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The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
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