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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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Poetry has lost its allure for me.
However, jotting one or two lines makes me as happy as having one or two pints of *****.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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If you had to pick the most peaceful place in the universe, it would be my tiny, humble village. Life and death happens here in silence.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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Life is an avenue to peace.
Walk alone.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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Your torrential love swept me away.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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The light and the mind basically does the same thing; They give color to anything they come into contact with.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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Only the nocturnal critters who **** my blood, which tastes sweet to them, care about my ****** existence.
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Eshwara Prasad Jun 2021
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Support they needed of me,
though not valued much,
for making their lives meaningful
to themselves, but when offered,
not acknowledged with sincerity.
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