Category: Poetry
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Fish-Bowl
Little did they know sprinkling salt in her fish bowl would not make her forget the sea Little did she know how she was to feel if it was the fish tank or the sea which set her free
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One thing they forgot to tell me is that there are no right answers and there I was wondering where I had gone wrong…. oh well… This too is one of those things I can’t do nothing about
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destiny
not everyone is capable of fearless eternal love and there You were blaming destiny…..(sighs)
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SUNDAY MORNING
One fine sunday morning When everything was Normal no rain no grey clouds I decided that the man of my dreams was my nightmare Not because of the way he changed for he did not but because of the way my father saved me when I was not unsafe and that is what fathers do…
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wishful thinking
When I am with you I don’t want to be on my own Call me the silly one who does not understand love I can live with that but don’t make me question my existence When I am with you Make me feel more than I think Make me safe without a ring bring out…
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