Exploring My Oneself

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

This Poem is about the real incident I met a baby girl who was about 6 years old on roadside selling pens and was in Deep sadness cuz none of her pen was sold since morning.Expressing her pain through this poem.




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Labels: Pain, Sears, Smile, Stolen Childhood, Tears

Friday, May 15, 2015

My Papa..Miss u lots

A gift from me to maa on her b'day after papa passed away...

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There is still a child in me





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An effort to feel speak with God through my art.



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When my art speak...






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Thursday, May 14, 2015

Describing myself through this poem

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Oh Life!! My very First Poem which I pen down at the most difficult time of my Life.....

Poem describing the difficult time I had gone through....





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      • This Poem is about the real incident I met a baby ...
      • My Papa..Miss u lots
      • There is still a child in me
      • An effort to feel speak with God through my art.
      • When my art speak...
      • Describing myself through this poem
      • Oh Life!! My very First Poem which I pen down at t...
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