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Dear Paraclete, perceive me a way, Desire I to animate like a stray, Close to none but known to some, Unapprensive about the upcoming whenever I ..

I know not what is depression, is it all about this word called 'tension'? Wrong am I , in stating that.... consoling the sobing me, scolding th..

CASTE', not barely a word, but a mark of identity in this world, pursuant to which one is served It decides one's vocation, also the character ..

Nah Nah Nah...my baby girl, Keep no tears , keep no fears, Buckle up Buckle up, Bring that bossy b***h out, that you've been hiding since years ..

Dear Bully, All the words that were fun to you, turned out to be foil for some Teasing some back then was your favourite past time, I don't know i..

I look at the sky, dark not blue, but above the people, wearing mask blue I feel pity for those animals, for whom, we humans are the cr..

You don’t want to eat, with the farmer who grows your wheat You want sanitation workers to clean your sewer, But offended you feel, whe..

Time is the most proficient player!!

Let the nights make you sob like a child But force the mornings to let you roar like a woman wild

Your body decides to starve When your brain decides to surfeit