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It was the summer of 2016She kept muttering, “Why me?”Her eyes held great melancholy,And heart bled with brilliant alacrity. “Why me?”, her cry echoed in the...
Let’s celebrate this day with full enthusiasmIt is day when the Republic is formedIt is day which fills the hearts of the public with prideThe day...
A poem is not a collection of a few words or lines,But of thoughts, feelings and emotions of many kinds,To me, writing a poem feels like...
Her voice cracking and shaking in pain, Trying to see through her swollen eyes, in vain. Her body smeared with blood, oozing from her injury, She...
