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For some money the little child has stretched a hand, Against mine I can suddenly sense, He looks so hungry and tired, The teardrops ..

I just want one damn chance, To unclothe myself, And flourish on my own, I don’t really care for my guardian’s sense. ..

Wall is a barrier for sure to most, A fence to some, maker of good neighbours! Reminding us of “Mending Wall”, And the me..

If writing with a pen is penning, Then keyboarding must point toward, Carrying out the course of writing, In the company of a keyboard. ..

Divorce is a curse, That the society hates the most, Since a moment hazy like fog, It has been in existence. Pain and relief walk ..

I won’t betray you, In the name of love, Have faith in me, To you I beseech so. Don’t the dancing branches, The gl..

Afar from the light of civilisation, has long been waiting, The spider with its loved net, And the eyes’ floating dream to get, Th..

There it is, the orphan log, Stone dead, Waiting for the extinction, Lying on the earth’s bed. Got detached from the frame,..

Stop trying to skyjack my faith, will you? Mine it is and I am not going to, Unleash it even if the sky falls down, And the stars for..

I didn’t know her well, It’s a point in time, Making all the difference, What’s next? Only added moments can tell. ..