Mondira deshmukh in Poetry | Reads: 151 | Likes: 1
Standing beneath the cool shade given by you, Which had promised me not to leave me in any situation, Then why as the sun changes its directions you put me into the edge and give me some sort of test, Test for loyalty, Test for insecurity, It's you who should know that i can leave yo Read More...
Published on Mar 22,2020 07:00 PM
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