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As this night starts crawling by,I hear the grim silence dawning every hour,even the apparitions of time,are waiting at the horizons,to veil the tomb ..
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There he waited beneath the skies,leaving myriads of silhouttes behind,smouldering the memoirs of past,to built the sand castles of his life.Even the ..
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Paradox
- Existence
Strolling
the distant treacherous lands,
in
search of midnight sea and tranquility,
I
reached the blighted realm ..
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Avoid Typos
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Trampling the hood, under her feet,Everyday, she enters hermit for sanitychanting runes from the holy writ,She veils her fragile mind with divinity.Wi..
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AbyssEvery hour, amidst distant lands,darkness descends on frail terrains of blasphemy.while revered echelons commences march for sanctity,vehement wi..
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My apologies for posting this write.
It is in my national language "hindi"
This write is a dedication for my father and ancestors.
Have appende..
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Every autumn,when I gazed from the window sil,I witnesed the amber leavesbrooding the revered earth.And there this birch,with its ramificationsstrande..
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In my backyard,When we were teens,we build the sand castles of life.till the time we witnessed the horizons of sea.
I still remember,Whenever I gazed..
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Beneath the eyes of the pagan lords,Universe reposes with a dubious mind.Fawns cringes the labyrinths of dark,and sycophancy reigns the twilight,
W..
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