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Anchal Baniparsadh Poems

  • Do I Love You?
    I do not love you

    So don't even try to think for a single moment that
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  • Nature's Dreams, Mostly Shattered
    What if the trees wanted to stand tall and upright, mostly colourful
    Showing off their muscles and selflessly sharing shade and oxygen
    What if they never fancied feeling the pain and torture
    Of becoming pulp and fuel and exotically carved furniture ...
  • On The Face Of It
    It seems we were the chosen ones, perspicuously hand-picked to season the times of our lives with a certain unique piquancy that will certainly leave a distinct taste of victorious survival and an after-taste of realization in the mouths of those of us who outlast this calamity..

    Who ever expected that we would one day be distanced so remotely?..like the tropical islands we once visited.. and that the homes we previously traded for those very tropical islands would be rendered our most desired getaway destinations..
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  • Survival Of The Optimist
    Although the sun shines with a bright promise every morning

    The world is in absolute darkness
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  • Survival Of The Optimist
    Although the sun shines with a bright promise every morning
                         
    The world is in absolute darkness
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Top 10 most used topics by Anchal Baniparsadh

Deep 3 Start 3 Universe 3 Reality 3 Promise 2 Human 2 Soul 2 Impossible 2 Survive 2 Ignore 2


Anchal Baniparsadh Quotes

  • Power generally has a shelf life, but the power of words arranged into poetry remains an eternal shelving glory
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Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
 by John Keats

Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone
Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;
It comes upon us like the glorious pealing
Of the wide spheres -- an everlasting tone.
And now it tells me, that in worlds unknown,
The names of heroes, burst from clouds concealing,
And changed to harmonies, for ever stealing
Through cloudless blue, and round each silver throne.
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