Pounds are loaded
Stomachs are bloated
Colous are coated
Updates are posted
Players are knotted
Moaners are decoded
Folks are devoted
Onam is fruited
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Whispers of the Wind
Blowing wind winding down the earth, Sweeping away the rain of birth. Shaking trees, rustling the branches, Falling leaves dissolve whe...
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At the peak of my despair, I reached out, Questioning the concerns In the myth of fairness. No answers came, Only empty promises, Seeing mys... -
Photo Courtesy - My Own Collection One day you will read me I wouldn’t care about your findings And you know you deserve more than you e... -
Photo Courtesy- Google As in the silence Listening to the ticking clock Covered in darkness Hoping for the moments to come Dream...
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