novel poem 1

novel poem 1

A Poem by not a writer suvrat
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I haven't written this.... Its a friend's favour Thnks sarthak gulati

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Fate is such fumny thing,
It throws u here,it throws u there,
And spills u all over.

Desperate to gather thyself,
You hold onto ur parts,
Bt alas,fate is made of broken hearts.

Desting gets u broken
Not always it turns out well.
Intangible strings choke us out,
Chew upon us and throws us dry throughout
By sarthak gulati

© 2015 not a writer suvrat


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Added on January 7, 2015
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not a writer suvrat
not a writer suvrat

yamuna nagar, haryana, India



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