Anjali Shah Poems

And
There the sun goes down,
Faded shades of pink, blue and orange paint the sky;
Clouds cloud up to clutter
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She was a bundle of emotions of all shades and colours,
On cloud nine with just a smile
Or will tremble with just a voice of stern;
In silent tears she would let herself burn.
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Those were one noticeable days among other
When wrapped boxes
Hid in them, the presents of new attires.
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