Ayeshaa
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The morning picture.A Poem by AyeshaaThe sun had not crawled in. Little stars were strewn here and there. The moon was fading away. The beams of sun pierced the sky gradually. A kind .. |
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Bibliophile.A Poem by AyeshaaWe went on a voyage into an altogether different world. The feeling of epiphany dawned upon us. The world of enlightenment marveled us. The smell o.. |
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The crying face of Aleppo.A Poem by AyeshaaIncessant tears are flowing from the eyes of Aleppo. The knell of death can be sensed every day, every time In the narrow and shadowy streets In th.. |
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Bitter childhood.A Poem by AyeshaaThey were in rags. Dressed shabbily, unlocked hair, torn clothes Bearing the sad countenance They sat across the street for mercy. With a wish for.. |
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The feign.A Poem by AyeshaaThe intricate webs of talks are laid. The sweet tongues praise you. Words coated with flattery are spurted out. The same talk bitter of you behind... |
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Unending struggles against fate tides.A Poem by AyeshaaThe heart pains to see them. It is a matter of pride for them. They, wrapped in a thin sari In a dirty sandals, a bindi on their forehead radiant .. |
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The camouflage.A Poem by AyeshaaI smile and yet there are tears concealed in my eyes. I keep on jabbing and yet i veil my inner self. I tell you my stories and yet there are endles.. |
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Sealed for eternityA Poem by AyeshaaBy quirk of fate we met. The tide of time passed on. The chronicle of our journey moved on. Unalloyed and unadulterated, it bloomed. Nurturing dre.. |
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