Miscellaneous
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True Love
A withered rose instead of a heart, Pulsates anxiously in agony and distress, None can hear its cries and silences, Knows the pain of being treated with contempt! From cradle till death life’s a test, Verily wisdom of man is put to check, The heart clings to its mouldering wall, With every hurt it is…
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My room invader
Hearing a rustle I looked upwards, There was a lizard slippery like slipper, Seeing the lizard my fragile heart fluttered, I began to sweat like a toiling peasant, My eyes cried like a flowing water, It ran on the wall,I ran in my room, None exceed each other, It flicked its tongue and ate insect,…
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