Poetry
The sin called Rape
When she walks down the street, which is a bit too dark. With no lightning at all, Not even a single spark. She seems to
August 27, 2020
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When she walks down the street, which is a bit too dark. With no lightning at all, Not even a single spark. She seems to
रात भर सोखती है नमी…. जमती है भीगी-सी सुबह तक फिर धूप की बूंद पीकर , सारी पहर छुपती-छुपाती शाम ढलते ही ऑंखों के ऑंगन
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