Republished from The Metropolitician
స్వార్ధం నాది. శోకం సామాన్యుడి దా?
a living breathing walking talking poem
Poem — Dream
In 2017 i wrote a poem that reflected a dream, a goal for the future, i wrote it to never forget…
At fourteen I learned some things about life.
Many Mothers are as fruitful as a Sunrise and Sunset. They never stop giving to their children.
“Plaudits presented by disingenuous cognition stipulated me to hide my pathos. Still…
Afraid that our inner light will be extinguished or our inner darkness exposed, we hide our true identities from…