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His fist grappling something for 3 hours now, he knew he was almost there.
“Just a little bit more, c’mon, give me strength… Oh,..
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She glanced above and found the white orb, which is called the moon shining down upon her. She looked below and saw numerous tiny sparks of light all ..
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I am sitting here,
With darkness surrounding me,
This piece of candle is the only light,
And the pen in my hand illuminating the thoughts of my m..
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Dedicated to my Dad who works abroad.. Miss you Dad!
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She is standing there all alone,
Thinking of things unknown
Wandering down memory lanes,
All alone, with no one to hold.
Her smile has pain writ..
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The twilight even beckons me, I don’t know why? Who weeps in the corner does bother me again and again, but I prefer to keep silent. This is me ..
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He sat there, munching into his burger. He was at Barista, a well known ‘hang out’ spot in the city. But his eyes looked somewhere else. H..
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It was a pitch black night. The street was totally desolate and lonely. The gradual snowfall was pleasing to the eyes. The only glimmer of light was t..
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This poem is dedicated to all those who suffered in the recent terrorist attacks in Mumbai. Our hearts cry for you, India cries for you!
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She could feel his male hardness pressing against her. He started undressing her. He took a moment to stare at her angelic figure. And then he was rea..
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