I am the Perfect Indian women. …glorified as an epitome of sacrifice… a flawless idol of love , care and tolerance. My heart is…

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I am the Perfect Indian women. …glorified as an epitome of sacrifice… a flawless idol of love , care and tolerance. My heart is…
Barren Frail womb of abandoned land, yester’s bloom sleeps on sand, Spring smothered by concrete, limp wings, desperately plead, Summer steadily blaze, dissolving winter’s…
My dearest sister (a veterinary student) has got a new pet… An Oyster … I was too glad to ask what she named it…
Whispering momentsof timeless lovesurge in my heart, obsolete promises wander,abandoned bycapricious words, Acidic memories,drenched me againlast night, Why still stands,solitary lighthouseof ethereal Rhapsody? Forever…
A love story – but with a twist 🙂 I enjoyed writing this Butterfly shape poem, although I did struggle in MS Paint while…
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