Freshly picked mangoes, Rolled into heaps, Washed and dried, Carefully checked for firmness By the hands of experts, They would be chopped into chunks Brined and spiced To make the…
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Every night I sculpted the sky Hopelessly searching for love, Amidst a constellation of million stars, Until you shone upon me to end my quest… Flashing a subliminal face…
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Stygian gloom struck, crumbled ruthlessly, Her loud screams were unheard. A murky hellhole, consumed her fully, Myriad dreams tattered. Blazing tears deluged, flowed incessantly, The future lay shattered.…
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As we walk along the wet sea shore, The ocean breeze tingling our skin, The sand feels soft under our feet, With a thousand words our eyes do meet. You…
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The poem contains the following quote; It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels. Virginia Woolf ******** Feelings – a plethora of them lay inside my…
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The twilight sky is resplendent with an aura of amaranthine bliss, Speckled in myriad hues of fading sunset, And then in slow succession waves of black creep in to…
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The leaves of all the trees tethered to the branches rustled as the autumn wind blew with a gusto. They looked heavenly in their myriad shades of orange. All the…
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This poem includes the following quote by poet F.Scott Fitzgerald . There’s something between us ; a sort of pull. Something you always do to me , and I to…
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The stygian gloom swathes like looming clouds around me Blinding the path ahead that mourns without thee, The golden orb fails to illumine my ambling days, My silent screams echo…
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In this universe enigmatic and vast, I have met people several in the past, Everyone had a role to play, In so many unfathomable ways. But with you there was…