Cheers to those days,
Those days of My Youth,
One of most serene days,
Where love is not justified,
On basis of any pride and prejudice.
Love is pure and platonic,
We don't judge but love the person,
For being true them.
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Faded Lines
PoetryA book of emotions narrating about the faded lines which are forgotten in the passage of time. A poetic outbrust of encaged feelings I'll post quotes, selfmusings, microtales, poetries written by me from time to time. Updated Twice A Day In short, i...
