Use my Ashes to Plant a Seed,
so You can Reap your Happiness as Fruits...
By
Sanji-Paul Arvind
The Silent Struggles of A Father
Even when the world does him wrong, He doesn't cry as he is meant to be strong. Not for himself, but for his family, He will bear all bu...
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You are my Sun, Brightening another's sky, You are my moon, Illuminating another's night. You are my fruit, Thriving on another'... -
You are my Precious, My love towards you is Pious, My intentions are not malicious, All I want was to cherish you as glorious. My thoughts w... -
In the moon's light our hearts find traction, In your every glimpse is a tender interaction. Your touch kindles with deep satisfaction, ...
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