The Devil: A poem by Amrita Mallik
Vivid yarns of the devil weaved a magical spellOff I went for a phenomenal rendezvous with him!Rummaging every book I could, seeking everyone I metThrough...
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The Devil: A poem by Amrita Mallik
Vivid yarns of the devil weaved a magical spellOff I went for a phenomenal rendezvous with him!Rummaging every book I could, seeking everyone I metThrough...
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Devil: A poem by Azucena Libiran Gonzales
He disguises himself in all his hideousness He follows everywhere like a shadow in the darkness We don’t realize that he’s there behind the scenes...
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Devil: A poem by Azucena Libiran Gonzales
He disguises himself in all his hideousness He follows everywhere like a shadow in the darkness We don’t realize that he’s there behind the scenes...
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Devil: A poem by Banani Sikdar
A Devil is presumably a force; dark, sinful, sinister,Potent and present in every human nature. An upright, honest, moral disposition is the best weapon,To make...
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Devil: A poem by Banani Sikdar
A Devil is presumably a force; dark, sinful, sinister,Potent and present in every human nature. An upright, honest, moral disposition is the best weapon,To make...
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Where eagles dare: A poem by Manisha Amol
Young boy from a small town and a mediocre family,Cherished big dreams in his magnetic eyes lived shyly.Be it engineering,astronomy,physics or aeronautics,Was dextrously adept at...
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Where eagles dare: A poem by Manisha Amol
Young boy from a small town and a mediocre family,Cherished big dreams in his magnetic eyes lived shyly.Be it engineering,astronomy,physics or aeronautics,Was dextrously adept at...
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Fly high girl!: A poem by Kaberi Mukherjee
Fly high girl! Fly where eagles dare Don’t let sky be your limit. Let your sky be horizon less Let hurdles shroud your path...
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Where eagles dare: A poem by Kishor Kumar Mishra
Where the avian giants Spread their wide wings And roam in the territorial sky to keep eyes on enemy’s act. Where the flying heroes maneuver...
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Where eagles dare: A poem by Kishor Kumar Mishra
Where the avian giants Spread their wide wings And roam in the territorial sky to keep eyes on enemy’s act. Where the flying heroes maneuver...
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A fire from Cupid’s bow: A poem by Mousumee Baruah
Still, I remember those moonless nights. When stars shine bright. I wait for a glimpse of a shooting star, looks like a glittering ray. To...
