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"gunnika" poems
I can’t eat undercooked eggs with runny yolks, Maybe that’s why I always end up frying them a little too much. I can’t give only a little of myself to someone, Maybe that’s why I end up losing all of myself to failed relationships. But I can always learn. To like runny yolks and give only as much as I get. ~Gunnika
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Aug 25, 2025
Aug 25, 2025 at 9:47 AM UTC
Undercooked Eggs and Burnt Bridges
I am a flower all of you must know? Not really famous you see, the rose stole that place. Am I not a flower with beauty ? Rose comes with thorns I come sin free . Then why am I not used by lovers to express their glee? Lately as I grew in the meadow, all my followers questioned me . They say they made me leader, to defeat roses ,our worst enemy. I tried so hard to make them believe that we can live together through our friend ,humanity. But they were all against it and trampled me on the ground. Like 'The Patriot' the years of hard work drowned. I was their leader I wanted to stand for the right . and my friend 'the rose' helped me sitting by my bedside. We were both of the same ideals both of us were thrown out. Well now we tended to each other as our days whisked by. The devil flowed into their petals we can't do a thing . but I wish we could I wish the roses and tulips could be friends till time's end. Gunnika mehra
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:06 PM UTC
The tulip
The world-ended And all we are in now is a bitter afterlife. We are dead, Made to believe we are alive . Living this life , Thinking about another afterlife. An eternal torture in store, Making us live our sadness again. This earth is like a whole planet dedicated to pain, Or maybe God giving us a chance to reach heaven again. Sadly all I see of humanity now , Are small remains, Suppressed , the devil reigns. God, you look from above , You see us fall. Are you punishing us, By making us think like there's still a way . Or are we just like the act of humanity, Small remains. Forsaken by thee, Now the devil takes charge. If this isn't a punishment, Show us some mercy. We wait. We wait. Gunnika Mehra
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 2:18 PM UTC
We wait