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Shubham Mirg
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Traveler she was.
'Life wasn't supposed to be a game' Said the traveler to herself, leaving her empty abode. 'Why am i the one to blame? ' She kept walking the empty road. A boy with beaming eyes in the radiating Sun 'There is a dead end ahead, Miss' With a tear slowly falli...

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Melancholic Verses
Burning in the midnight, the rage ,the sorrow and the fantasy. Men and women mean nothing to me, She or He ,I am the child of sea. Distant dreams and broken hearts Not a single mine, on our journey, fail. On white snow,we sail Now without her shadow me and ...

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Where Souls don't speak
Tell me , All about the skies you roamed All about the birds you met All about the trees you slept in Was it worth it ? Worth it, leaving us all behind? My heart, overwhelmed and cold It betrayed me many times,untold I was roaming alone Singing songs of mel...

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Melancholy princess
Her fiery eyes staring back at me. Her shimmering lips calling to me. My longing, my unquenched thirst Yearning of her in lust Heavens watch her unyielding stance In joy and pride, the princess dance.

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To Choke an Eagle
All eagles told her in love,in anger even in despair "All eagles are meant to fly, for we are the rulers of sky. The grounds are realms. of ignorant mortal men." Under the gaze of disappointment of her parents,teachers and siblings she replied, "Father,moth...

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To Choke an Eagle
All eagles told her in love,in anger even in despair "All eagles are meant to fly, for we are the rulers of sky. The grounds are realms. of ignorant mortal men." Under the gaze of disappointment of her parents,teachers and siblings she replied, "Father,moth...

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Life
I have life talk to me, The misery it dawns upon me. My words are filled, with sorrows for her to see. Life in all its pride listens to my disjoint questioning. My thirst, my unending love and my dissent quibbling. I am but a meager soul Disillusioned by he...
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