Gopi Arivalagan Poems

Alone in my head,
I'm feeling so low,
No one can understand,
No one can know.
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Innocence?
A distant trait I had once....
Anger tears through my tainted heart
Honestly I don't know where to start...
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On Seeing Her Eyes,
Something is falling on my heart
Is it dew or the first rain?
Its falling and my life is getting drenched.
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Poetry is an art.
Which cannot be taught.
It pours out from the heart
As a fountain of thought.
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With night coming early,
Frost by the gate,
The autumn leaves falling
Sweeping cross the road.
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