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At the curve of hexagonal room,Authentic life...I found myself aloof,Sprawl...Candlelighteningat distant,Shows its presence,Hoist me...Bouncing spectr..
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Farewell to thee..Your hand in my,my in yoursA strong bond,Ascotchingsun,the harsh and long road,the barren field,the Solitary treestill...freshness e..
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Dedicated to Child-ish friend
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I started my voyage
A gaming for a true
friend
Begin the search from
hill-plain, sea-land, ocean-desert, hell-heaven...
I end the journ..
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Everything in this worldgave meYour FlashbackAnd made menearer to that heartAs nearer as,the airwhich gently touchesthe fur of birds...The rainwhich f..
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You stopped it...Paused...And stillness prevail everywhere...Icried,shouted ,yelledAnd called you,But in vain...You were not thereWhere you used to be..
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I saw that miracleno wherebut in your eyes..felt the freshnessof breeze in your breathWarmth of the sun in your arms...I was alonecompletelyAloneon th..
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10 hours agoAmrita Sharma PokharelI was all unaccompanied in my wayenjoying the scenario ofthis solid and elongated wayContentedin whatever i had got,..
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to ma childISHfriendPosted: September 29, 2010 byAmrita "Ams"Well, i wrote this poem for my best friend foreverfew weeks back .Dedicated to ma childis..
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Me and My LonesomeDaysPosted: September 30, 2010 byAmrita "Ams"Beget… as the unworldly creature..I began to laugh, dance, cheer and sing&hellip..
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