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Surabhi Samant Poems
The language barriers never stop feeling to pass; As the feelings itself creates the language.
Coloured balloons Soap bubbles Sandy shinning beaches I just want to hide among all happiness
I just took my own step I took my own Ride I failed I know I m nomore best.. but Im myself
My Lost Beloved
I have that feeling Deep In ME Im Scared. Afraid Just so much Worried
Lone Tutor Ways
I missed my path As I reached my way I missed my soul
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(4 April 1928 - 28 May 2014)
(March 26, 1874 – January 29, 1963)
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The language barriers never stop feeling to pass;
As the feelings itself creates the language.
I don’t know French or Urdu;
But I know they got word love and love you too.
When was these languages created?
I don’t know.
What about the people;
Who conversed even before the language?
What about the age;
When mother and son had no words in them?
History says languages ever changed,
But feelings never change with ...