Day 3- (3rd April)
Write an acrostic poem. (Don't take it too seriously)
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S olitude is something where she finds her peace,
I n everywhere, where the crowd even exist,
L iving a life which is a monotonous one,
E scapism has become only the chant of her,
N one of her wishes got the priority; but still she choose to go ahead,
C raving for some moment for herself,
E veryday becomes decay for her.
S omewhere, deep down her heart aches too,
P eeling the thoughts of her unknown fears,
E ncase herself in a cage mind,
A bating the demons, has become only her purpose,
K eeping the thoughts aside,
S o, she decided why not?
L ullaby is the only music, which sooth her mind,
O ver the course of time,
U nleashing the ultimate mystery,
D emobilization the thing; she won't allow anymore,
E lse she can fight too,
R ight over the time again & again.
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❝ Silence speaks louder ❞
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