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‘Midst the misty mountains, in a forest dense, There stood an ornate stone tower surrounded by elysian gardens, Inside the tower lived...

Times when a Queen sat near a beautiful open window Sewing and looking at nature's spellbinding scenario She pricked her fingers and...

“Are you sure?” asked the worried mother. “Certainly. Pack the stuff,” the little girl told her. “God bless. You look sweet in this red...

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven Lined up the goat kids one by one "Listen to my instructions", bleated the mommy None paid...

“Mirror, mirror, on the wall, Who’s the fairest of all?” “Oh Queen, your face is brighter than the shining sun, I wish to say that you’re...

On her way to Grandma's with a basket of goodies, Through the woods she went wearing a bright red hoodie. On the way she stopped to smell...

Long, long ago, in a quaint little town, There lived a boy named Jack at whom people would often frown, For he was a lazybone, shy and...

During the early hours of eventide, in the season of winter, The last leaf that was tethered to a bough in vain did wither, My wizened...

A chill creeps in, a shiver down my spine Is this death's touch, a fading, cruel design? A silent nod, a whisper, "Judgment's nigh,...

The Grim Reaper paves its way into our lives uninvited, unwarranted (at times) unrecognizable (too). I live years long waiting for...

"I can feel your humongous umbra, Proceeding towards me with delitescent steps. I can negate your eldritch figure with mirth For you're...

The gossamer petals in a riot of colours that danced before my half-shut eyes Blur and fade away as I am pushed into the grey well of...

'Over the years, I’ve learnt to Domesticate My anger As a reliable pet When I got it raw From the wild, It used to bark at Every...

Descending from The Heavens— upon my sentient form, Marking my niche that sets me apart, I sometimes wonder if these are sins, grave and...

She was sculpted with every inch of divinity for celebration As vaticination from zion depicted that her feminine incantation can't...

One day when the war is over, I will forget the face of my enemy The wound will stop bleeding And only a scar will remain. One day when...

I remember every summer when the sun was impossibly mine, I owned it to the point that the flowers took permission from me to seek its...

That insomniac flute playing melancholic tune by the edge of nocturnal sky... fake bewitched smile caress the trust of love, in a package...

When the sun shines with mellow kindness, and blue butterflies hover around fragrant blooms… coral reefs reflect vibrant hues across...

The smoke spirals up The heat scars her face Dark pigments blotching the tender skin Oblivious, she labours on with a half-smile Tossing...