aryaindia india Poems

They just bring closer
No one's the loser
Just censor with razor
Comments that are laced
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to the deprived


Was it the love that never was?
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to the work of this poetess on this site


Arya here wishes to bring out a book
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Within her she sits quite struck
Her fancies freed she runs amok
Those lines that spelt so touched her true
So verily strung she beams her hue
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to religion (Islam)

Fasting by day and praying by night
Humble and patient truthful and right
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to creativity


God gave me this art
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to avoiding the cruel realities of circumstances


Stark reality beckons the plight
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to a new world order

All hell broke loose
No guide to channelise vent
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to fun in seriousness


DUPED
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Beauty is verily rediscovered
In nature's resplendent hues
As she taps spaces in my lonely heart
Those that have not yet been awakened
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