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Priyanka Sadhukhan

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Desolate Flower

Do you know of the desolate flower? The one that blooms at night. For fear of judgement, Cast upon her by harsh daylight.

Aug 3, 2018

Desolate Flower

Aug 3, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

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She crawls through your skin Like worms on rotten meat, Death couldn’t stop her, Hatred invited her.

Jun 3, 2018

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Jun 3, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Forgetting the fireflies

The wind chimes sings by herself or is she being forced to do so. The lonely book stays on the shelf, collecting dust there, so old it…

May 20, 2018

Forgetting the fireflies

May 20, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Where Batman ‘allegedly’ killed the Joker…

You know that rooftop, Where Batman allegedly killed the Joker? The one where he finally dies? Yes that one.

May 12, 2018

May 12, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Witches don’t lie …

Visit me more often And you’d know That I’m not a witch In a closet Coz I can be so much more.

May 12, 2018

May 12, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Humanity Dies Here Every Weekend.

Tried hard to live hope against hope Died trying, Tried keeping my cool And exhausted myself crying.

May 12, 2018

May 12, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Once …

I wrote this poem once that i could not complete others tried to finish it but they just could not compete.

May 12, 2018

May 12, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Sometimes…

Sometimes I wear this old dress of mine, It feels older than time. It’s made up of ruined cloth, of old fabric that tends to tear.

May 12, 2018

May 12, 2018

Priyanka Sadhukhan

Priyanka Sadhukhan

I obsess about stuff in this order: poetry, science & applied math, cinema, everything else between heaven and earth.

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