Rita De
Drama
The essence of love,
Be it of the earth
Or of any other land
Can not be caged in any shape.
THOUGHT WAVE
Where Does De...
There Could b...
WORD
The Gifts of ...
The Essence O...
The Essence o...
Pain-stricken
The Embrace
The embrace
This lane made many memories to flood out in my eyes. My childhood, my friends, my house. This lane made many memories to flood out in my eyes. My childhood, my friends,...
Today I'll remain busy making video calls with Today I'll remain busy making video calls with
This is for anyone who feels like they can't be like the "rest". You know who you are and you know t... This is for anyone who feels like they can't be like the "rest". You know who yo...
All the sacrifices made by a man in today's world are ignored. This poem is for them. For men. All the sacrifices made by a man in today's world are ignored. This poem is for ...
This time she hoped she could wash her sin. This time she hoped she could wash her sin.
The road is standing not ending The road is standing not ending
Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, Like dust, I let gath... Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, L...
She wore a different robe each time rarely tidy, sometimes crumpled but mostly messy. She wore a different robe each time rarely tidy, sometimes crumpled but mostly m...
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It was no more a melancholy house It was no more a melancholy house
You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love... You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love...
Dark secrets fester in the inside pocket of memory. Dark secrets fester in the inside pocket of memory.
This is the rain, when they won the war This is the rain, when they won the war
That moment of final realisation That moment of final realisation
Set me free, untie knots and chains Set me free, untie knots and chains
If my period stains are so dirty, And the hair between my legs disgust you, If my period stains are so dirty, And the hair between my legs disgust you,
A beautiful woman is the one who never compares herself With others, A beautiful woman is the one who never compares herself With others,
I love the colour of the maple, oak forest I love the colour of the maple, oak forest
Oh Why O Death Oh Why? Oh Why O Death Oh Why?
Engrossed Into looks and absolutely nothing more... Engrossed Into looks and absolutely nothing more...