Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned: A poem by Nisha Tandon
Forsaken in love and left broken heartedShe surrendered and left everything to fateManaging to survive every beguiling promiseTo her that he had fraudulently madeShe was...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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Abandoned…: A poem by Jayashree Pillai
I see her clinging to the railings That trap her within towering walls : Walls that now seem alien to her. I watch her stare...
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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The tree house: A story by Neha Gupta
It was the first day of school after a long summer vacation. Students were walking towards the main lobby from the entrance of the school....
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Abandoned: A poem by Parul Banerjee
I am not one, but a rabble with numerous psyches and their rattles. Those synchronize to give a feel that they listen to the one in...
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Abandoned: A poem by Parul Banerjee
I am not one, but a rabble with numerous psyches and their rattles. Those synchronize to give a feel that they listen to the one in...
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Abandoned: A poem by Parul Banerjee
I am not one, but a rabble with numerous psyches and their rattles. Those synchronize to give a feel that they listen to the one in...
