She is hiding the pain,
Beneath the bruise in heart,
Not longing for his love,
But the memories he left,
Abandoned as an orphan,
And left her in middle of jungle,
Her smiles are fake in real.
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She is hiding the pain,
Beneath the bruise in heart,
Not longing for his love,
But the memories he left,
Abandoned as an orphan,
And left her in middle of jungle,
Her smiles are fake in real.
Beautiful, I knw it’s difficult for a man to get into the heart of a woman, to feel the pain and emotion and pour it out. Brilliant attempt, if I may say so.
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ya I think you realised and read it well, you completely got what I meant in the poem..this is really so nice of you to be more kind to my words 🙂 sollamal sollukiren haha
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Nekku nanna purindhaduthu sollame sonnadhu 😋
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epadi thaan kandu pidikirangalo
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Women’s instinct you see 😋
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insu tinct naa….ennavammm haha
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Poyi dictionary parunge
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Paathunden
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ange paarunga ji,,,
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Enge pakkunam ji…..
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namma onnu eluthinome anga thaan 🙂
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Haha…. ippo thaane vandhe, dho pore.
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owls wake up late evenings 🙂
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This owl wakes up in the morning..
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athu sari..enna species nu theriyala haha
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Idhu oru pudhu special aana species 😁
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super!! Good to find it 🙂 Over there!!!!!!! rompa lengtha pokuthu comments box haha
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