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Hello all; Here, I post some forms of poetry, poems, and short stories. Imaginations and observations have been the reflections of poems. Welcoming all of you here to read such poems. Enjoy. Happy Reading It's Tanuj Singh.

Friday, 26 November 2021

"It Is, Isn't It"

Whoever pomp their duds to heal, 
Are very ept to lead the conceal.
Still a lock lacks it's key to reveal,
Everything that's not a big deal.
 
It is, isn't it. 😕
Accrediting life to wave in this bubble, 
How, who may be better than whom under which climate? 
Heads up, besides it'll be a fazing trouble. Good for nothing to gauge one to next mate. It is, isn't it. 😕
Why these discords, where do it be? 
Let it be where is, what's stint let's see.
Shall some be to thrill the bubble and get free? 
Penning a rhyme in autumn under Neem tree. 
Yes, It is. 😊
                 ~Tanuj


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