Poems The Rose April 18, 2020April 18, 2020by Anamika DuttaLeave a Comment on The Rose The cuckoo's last song Brought in warmth of summer breeze I stand my ground Reluctantly as time goes Showers brought in smell of rose.
Poems The Faceless April 18, 2020by Anamika DuttaLeave a Comment on The Faceless Have only felt pain, Is there any justice left? Selfishness is all I've seen. This World is not 'just'. Built upon lust and not trust. Gold buys you home and a mask.
Poems Bella April 18, 2020April 18, 2020by Anamika DuttaLeave a Comment on Bella O Bella Ciao! With your sinful smile and, Devilish eyes.