PRAMOD SAXENA (By Blackout| Certificate of Excellence)
My memories goes in my childhood when I was just fifteen years old boy.It was wartime with Pakistan. I have heard and read about wars
My memories goes in my childhood when I was just fifteen years old boy.It was wartime with Pakistan. I have heard and read about wars
The dark night looked lonely and forlorn With only the stars to show the way The dark clouds eclipsed the moon Keeping every speck of
For last few nights I couldn’t find sleep in my eyes The piling charred bodies Screaming, created an ire Within me, for doing nothing, Reckless,
Once upon a dark time, I was a black Prince of darkness In a dark night in the dark Ages, Lured by an unknown dark
*Darkness* Under the infinite sky of darkness, Lies the entire world in quiet . The stars more bright against the pitch dark, The yawning night
Beauty has no colours Darkness personified Is a silhouette A blackened eye Is akin to a wounded soldier Patriotism revels in martyrdom Child in the
Atmosphere is as black as charcoal, Heads run helter skelter Just because of the societal feud, Blood flows on the road, Corpses are piled up
Dull night poses, irritably Elegant with riddle mystery In surprised swagger Floating tentatively While diminish days Move in flicker Splendid in glitzy Starry haunt Evening
आंखों पर अंधेरा छाते ही, उजागर होने लग जाते हैं, मन में असुरक्षा के भाव, तांडव करती है कल्पनाएं, सोच किसी अनहोनी को, और शुरू
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