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Poetry Regret makes a pure soul uncertain,Renders it lamenting the ill deeds,Rhymes all the scattered thoughts,Portrays the very artistic seed

Poem 3 Intrinsic drop of rain, filled each gapThis might stir the dead seeds. A wave of hope embraced the suppressedFor some it’s the life, for some it’s the path. Though wind resonates with desperate soulThough hope echoes for seeds to grow. Amidst the darkness, they stay await.For a glimmer of life to initiate.

Poem 2 Some words embrace your injured soul,Some are prescribing your scattered thoughts. Some moments repressed your past gallery.Some lay with in your broken prestige. Now amidst the fallen leaves, I see,The promise of spring, soon to be free. If you encounter the view of life.For some, it’s a blur, for others, it’s strife To

Beyond the unknown shore. Considering death as a soul’s release,Some find peace in pain’s dark ease. A state of mind that brings uncertain fears,Torn between living and dying through all our tears. Some stories tell of curses that bind,Inner pain that’s forever on our mind. Memories of joy are hard to find,And sorrow’s weight is