Reminiscing NITT – The Cycle of Life
Chirping birds, morning bustle
The roof over me, now an irksome hub
Balmy air carries hurried conversations
Poetry
Reminiscing NITT- The Pride of India
The chimes I once hated,The ones I’d blissfully forgotten,Ironically now fill my mind,Refreshed and resurgent The dreadful year’s come to
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The Ten Incarnations
After our world’s birth, And I don’t know if this is true, They say on this Earth Existed a man
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Of Raspberries and Gunpowder
I have never taught myself to scream So, every time my voice itched to bleed All I could do was
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Haimur innan
Ere stood mighty Nag Re, subdued and suppressed and put to sleep for ages, woken by a kindred spirit that
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The Dance of Death
One truth remains my friend… When the journey of life reaches its end When sorrow tears your heart to shreds
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A Bad Poem
This poem is unstructured, This poem is sad The rhyme may die anytime again For this is not a ballad
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