To the dying soul 2 Comments / My voice / By Rakhi Jayashankar Share this:TweetShare on TumblrTelegramWhatsAppLike this:Like Loading...Related
Sight seeing at flood spot Leave a Comment / My voice / By Rakhi Jayashankar The phone rang like it is banging it’s own head to the wall, unable to bear the words to be delivered through it. “How will…
In which angle does he look like a child Leave a Comment / My voice / By Rakhi Jayashankar So the monster is out. The day when a group of minor boys set out to rape girls since they won’t get much punishment seems…
Saibal Barman May 28, 2020 at 16:51 Nice poetic form….thoughts and expressions ride together….a nice piece of poetry indeed…regards Reply
Saibal Barman May 28, 2020 at 16:51 Nice poetic form….thoughts and expressions ride together….a nice piece of poetry indeed…regards Reply
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Nice poetic form….thoughts and expressions ride together….a nice piece of poetry indeed…regards
Nice poetic form….thoughts and expressions ride together….a nice piece of poetry indeed…regards