RUDRAKSH SHARMA

when i see,
half of the moon,
i feel some bitter cold,
it make me feeel poor.
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When I see your oceanic eyes,
I feel insane indeed,
Though, I am substantially rigid,
but you make me feel soft like gel.
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i am a writer,
or a poet,
i am a human,
or a well wisher.
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nature is such a painting,
which enrich me such like a mole,
through fog and smog i see a small hole
what a beauty which makes me ecstatic all the way,
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A bliss of solitude,
such a wonder the life is,
oh what a miracle it is,
tackling all the tasks,
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let our nation grow,
let our nation to new heights,
leave eating sweets,
and think about the borders in a squeeze,
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