Kunjal Ahuja Poems

Death not be proud
You're not so loud
You're a loss
Don't be a boss
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I hate growing older
Because we get bolder
There was a time when parents helped us
But now, somedays I feel helpless
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The flowers form a new layer
With a new fragrance in the air
It follows winter
And precedes summer
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The world full of comparison
Where there is no scope for passion
It's a war of aggression
Where you can't find a weapon named affection
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