Gurleen kaur Narang Poems

Music runs in my blood,
Music constitutes my veins.
Music is what Maketh Me,
Music is what I inherited through genes.
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The night is a beautiful time,
The stars shine bright,
And the sky's all fine!
The moon 'shrouded',
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Is it measured words
That are memorized
Forcefully said & dramatized;
Offered with pomp
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The world is beautiful,
But my vision isn't.
The weather is good,
But my mood isn't.
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The first rain
Of the much awaited monsoon
Is pouring!
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I wonder
Why the tears in my Eyes
Never dry!
Why My words fail to describe
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Come one, Come all.
An invitation has been sent to all!

The 'Game of Words' has already begun,
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There lived a fluffy mouse,
in a dusty terrible house.
Showing his cute white teeth,
He was holding something underneath.
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Laying on my couch,
Late in the night,
I am once again wondering,
Why the hell I can't sleep?
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ਮੈਂ ਤੁਹਾਡਾ ਬੱਚਾ ਹਾਂ ਮਾਂ
ਮੈਂ ਆਪਣੀ ਮਰਜ਼ੀ ਨਾਲ ਨਹੀਂ ਆਇਆ.
ਪਰਮੇਸ਼ੁਰ ਦੇ ਦੂਤ
ਸ਼ਕਤੀਸ਼ਾਲੀ ਆਕਾਸ਼ ਤੋਂ
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