

Yetesh Sharma
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Misconception
Towards an unending day, One feels the breeze. So soft in touch and smell, Like foam of blue bubbles. It remembers me, though, Salutes memory...

Undo: The Diary Entry of A Nobody
Whatever hour this may be, in whatever motivation I’m into; allow me to put in motion some thoughts chaining me back. Gracious that person may...

Kabira and His Beginning
Once upon a time, there was a shepherd named Kabira, who longed to live across the bridge with his sheep. He had a small hut,...

Somewhere in Your Praise
Somewhere in your praise, come I to speak some few’s, You this wondrous jewel in life, You this secret strife! A smile that emerges from...

In The Middle
Lust, revere, proposed norms, pettiness, One pushing admiration, possible merits. Royal perspire, lone shady shadows, Actions to narrate success, like notes. This sunny bowl, brimming...
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