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Taboo is the world with utmost rugged. One tyre and one eye still they stroll with swag. Their transfiguration changes my notion. None can replicate their outlook. People fail to realize that they are the true definition of LIFE.
I don’t need your words for company Neither do I long for your emails I just need your silence And your shadow trails
This is the world of my Lord, My world heritage. This is the place where we belong, This is our stage.
You got stars on your skin And snowflakes in your dream. Your eyes, the glistening sparkles upon the meandering morning stream…
Bridges of wood have long been burnt, A trail of lies and truths unheard unspoken unaccounted for Supine yet paramount
Some thoughts are never frozen, Ideals are all rigid, not seized. Inspiration airs the burning coal, Neither they wait, nor awaits the goal. One who dreams through action,
I stood there, in the rain, With bloodied hands and heart filled with pain. I stood still, as I couldn’t run away For what I did, I had to pay.
After having walked all day, The surveyors note reads: Ridge roads are mirrors This is a stone age, not the awakening
“Being a woman is the best thing happened to me.” She said counting her last breaths. Flashbacked the scenes of being looked down, The feeling being treated as material, Where the other gender ruled freedom. Childhood was just a word;...
