From the Desk of Maanvinder: A Poetry Collection
A collection of poems by Maanvinder Pilania.
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You Heard My Hurt
my sighs were getting too loud
and their echoes haunting the halls,
i was struggling to breathe
and tears rolling down my face,
it is you who stepped in like
how moon shines bright after eclipse,
kissed my tears off like a desert
and leaving after a passionate remark
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