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In the realm of night, my solace I find,No longing for daylight, I leave behind.Its clamor and noise, a chaotic grind,Too many souls, their burdens un..
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In the mist, where whispers drift,
Cigarette trails begin to lift.
Nature bows, a humble stage,
Where insignificance finds its place.
Engulfing ..
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Wrote this for an anonymous girl I met online. Its her Story with my words.
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For the girl who left me in the middle of journey making me depressed forever
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Written on the request of Sam Zaman
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The Question:When I am grey and old,Will you care?The line's around my eye's,Withered lips,Sagging skin,Bingo wings,Walking sticks and zimmer frames,F..
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Little blue eyesare searching for a soulThere is a bit of sadnessbut they do not show it allThe torment in the heartis playing a hopeful songwishing i..
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Wrote this for a special girl.
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One of the poem written by a girl i know, posting with her permission
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had to write something after reading the following message from one of my friend which goes like this:
Somethings cannot be explained :
A baby smi..
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