That’s the time I think of you
Lost is life in the world of work. Lost is the beauty of colors and passion. The poet expresses the ...
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Tomorrows will never come!
I waited for a tomorrow. And that tomorrow never came. And will never come. The poet sheds the tear ...
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How I wish I could live little more!
Little thoughts of past life takes the poet through a rich but tranquilising past. He drives through...
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