Narrates Poems - Poems about Narrates

...This isn't ink — it's blossom breath, A message from a paper's depth. That this is a blush pink breeze, Not just a standing tree. A story that narrates how spring once paused, When petals ......

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...Who listens to my shouts in the night? When my beating heart rises and my breath falls short. A silhouette seeks passage in a shrouded cloak and my scripts are composed for one. Who is the creator......

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...In the windy land of Chhattisgarh, the honour of the Sapta Rishis is there. Muchkund, Agastya, Angira, all of them are great scholars. The tale of Sage Muchkund is adorned with valour. He ca......

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...The slum that birthed me, Is where love and loss huddle close, side by side, Shanty houses crowded, wall to wall, Yet love’s essence bloomed, unyielding and clear, Tin roofs, mud walls, unpaved s......

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...Nobody ever ask them how they feel, they are always looking for something’s to satisfy their needs; they questioned everything that they do and toss the evidence out the door when the defense kept......

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...Upon her last sighs, she narrates cosmic sagas flowing within poetic veins. She still remembers those idyllic evenings, engrossed in raining confessions, influenced by her shipwrecked heart,......

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...Dear Jan Allison. Jasmine aroma in her nice and pithy poems Able poetess has the skills and qualifications to write well poems Narrates wonderful words, sweet good comments, and beautiful storie......

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...No name nebulous Nobody narrates nature Next news nibbles nerve © Mahtab Bangalee Chattogram 04/03/2023 Genre-Alliterku......

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...The tweeting birds sound so dulcet, The clear blue sky oh so high! The many gardens and their fences, The dew drops dripping from leaves The forests giving out clues, The earnestness of the wind......

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...The puppet is telling a story in silence But not its own story It's only a story of others Or of the man behind the scene who narrates Or of the writer who collects Or of the anonymous who decl......

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...all my deepest thoughts, all my inward reflections surround the mysterious constellation, where is one marvellous star...the purest one! ......

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...On a boat hidden and unseen, I glide with the current of the river called life. The wind on the raised sail whispers, how brave sailors cross the storm surge, narrates the fascinating st......

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...Let us begin by explicitly undressing what may have been implicitly held multicultural feelings: 1. For the overwhelming masses of teeming and scheming healthy human adults, and especially......

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...Please do not try to categories me so as in order I may fit into your own personal remit Or what box you want me to be placed So other's can jump upon the same painted wagon encircled in t......

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...Tonight I can write the saddest poem. I can write that the heavens are sad that's why the stars are dark, Or the heavens are heartbroken that's why the rain is red. Tonight I can fall in love ......

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