Nikita Jawahar Poems

You held my small hands when I was small,
You caught me affectionately when I fell,
In laughter and in sorrows,
In sunshine and in rain,
...

Through the blur,
I wondered if I was alone,
Every day that had once been joyous
Are now miserable and troublesome.
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Today I had a dream,
A dream which would be more beautiful, if it really happens.
People say don't let go of your dreams,
With that thought running wildly in my mind,
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THE BEST

I know that I am not perfect,
I am sure you know that too,
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