Ayeshaa
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A happy past.A Poem by AyeshaaI am the diary of a happy past. I am the carefully wrapped old dusty photograph in a bundle of clothes. I cannot end the conflicts and displacement... |
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Words speak loud.A Poem by AyeshaaThe message you read everyday is lettered with the deepest words. Words fade away if not inked on paper or expressed. They are buried in the mind's .. |
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The bead of sweat.A Poem by AyeshaaI am the bead of sweat on the farmer's brow. I see his toil in the sweltering heat. I am close to him. I become an inseparate part of him. I know .. |
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The soul.A Poem by AyeshaaThe soul wild in all its sense Untamed and fiery. Encaged in the world of madness and wilderness Lost in the maze of petty wishes of the heart Dan.. |
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The fragile thread.A Poem by AyeshaaNever think i harbour ill feelings in my heart. Only I and my heart know the deepest truth. If you nurture this slightest seed of thinking You shri.. |
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Kerala Diaries.A Story by Ayeshaa"Like songs, life takes you to places." After all, that day had eventually come. As being enthusiast wanderlust, we were eager to discover the souther.. |
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Hues of life.A Poem by AyeshaaAlbeit this world is transient. Yet i've found fullness in it. They say life is a 'void'. Yet, i've consumed it. The golden rays of hope. Like th.. |
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Freedom.A Poem by AyeshaaThe bird in flight sets for its journey. In the ceaselessly fleeting sky. It relishes the sweet taste of freedom. Uncaged, it goes to the unexplore.. |
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Shades of friendship.A Poem by AyeshaaIn the joyful heyday of friendship Many memories surge in the mind. The dusky path brightens. The mind tells a tale. It all seems like the gloriou.. |
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Waves.A Poem by AyeshaaThe foamy waves crashing against the rocks. The rocks silently bearing the sloshing of waves. Now and then, the crest of waves getting higher. The .. |
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