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A loud sound,
A few gunshots, one or two;
A cry, with the pain to kill one
And then,
Then there were none.
A playful cheer turned to wail;
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Well, this piece might seem a little crude and impulsive.. But it's just an immediate reflection of my thoughts :)
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Well, this piece is just something that I feel. It isn't a poem,story,or anything.I usually confront my thoughts through writing and this is just anot..
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And suddenly,
The stars stopped shining
The world stopped moving
The heart stopped loving
The hurt stopped aching
And suddenly,there was
No lo..
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A collection of mere memories
The first journey
A journey,devoid of destination
A soul-less,immaculate divergence of thoughts.
Virgin minds,contam..
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THE MAD RUSH --Shweta Sunil
Somewhere in the mad rush
I lost the meaning of life
Lost the reason I was fighting for
Lost that sparkle, lost ..
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MIRAGE -By Shweta Sunil
Just when you thought that you were happy
You saw the sun shine
Just when you thought that you were a..
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EVERY MANS TALE By Shweta SunilSeen but not knownHeard but not shownLost in this crowdNone with a voice so loudTo pull me out of this lonesome roadEac..
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Ever thought about how,no one,has the freedom to think differently,how there are pre-set measures of sanity that everyone is forced to follow?
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IF ONLY By Shweta SunilIf only I could see her againIf only I could hear that laughterIf only my eyes fed meWith something other than that crippled bo..
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