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Hair short, no curls
Harder than burls.
Nothing on bunk,
Hence, sacks may leak
Yet, blacks stays strong
Through rights and wrongs.
Dogs may bark; but,
Color change not.
Hardship may try
Devil may cry
Baste of the past
Blackish still last.
Even at nights
Shadows come out
In such darkness
Tranquil relax.
Guess God created
Tastebuds to taste
Sweet chocolates
Hope you relate.
Verse I The gods are wise; they say Purple blood is a name, Running in thrones; not nays… It is always fatal When a bloody…
From the rocks of all ages, I can not distinguish Parent birds and offsprings New blood always become Everything genes speak of But how do…
Million candles burnt To realize a dream I was the best there was And I knocked giants down Back in school days. They really craved…
It was a quiet night Under the Starlights I sat and admired The way the sky shone From a distant mile… Came a friendly breeze…
