Swachhanda Saarthak Poems

Forgeting is an impossible art,
It is a paradox.
More you try to master it,
more memories you collect!
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I've been & still, still waiting for the day,
The day, which is to come & be a history!
My dreams are enigmatic, filled with subconscious desires,
Desire, which leads me to the path of fraternity!
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The peculiar product of the almighty.
World demands rationality,
But I`ve mastered in lunatic dance.
Friends should be ashamed of,
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