#patch
7 poems
- Vanishing Pasteurspramila krishnan · 1 min read · 176 readsCattle had their fill Battles still Rattled me not till Tattered plastic trash made me ill Steel, concrete, glass Took turns to erase My green limbs died in a haze Smog smothered me to a daze Today I am just a patch Trickling swigs can't match The pristine rain to revive this wretch Lament I on the bench.Abstract
- Band-AidAayusha Shah · 1 min read · 7.1K readsThere's been this band-aid on my knee It's been there far too long It's hidden for you to seeOthers
- Its Easy To Do...Gargi Desai · 1 min read · 194 readsJust follow a few simple steps And you will be in glee...Classics
- The Reflection!Rosy Gomes · 1 min read · 186 readsI ask the shadow what do you want? Why are you getting on my nerves?Horror
- The Key To SuccessTanisha Sethi · 1 min read · 108 readsTo laugh often and love much.Inspirational
- Goal SetterLauren Coles · 1 min read · 1 readsYou can set small goals at first then later down the road you can make them bigger.Inspirational
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