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“ WAR-ZONE ” ( Poem in the caption ) A war robs the breath, Grows like yeast, millions dead. Not just flesh but kills the soul, Deals the body and mind with crippling blow. So

“ WAR-ZONE ” ( Poem in the caption ) A war robs the breath, Grows like yeast, millions dead. Not just flesh but kills the soul, Deals the body and mind with crippling blow. So

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“ WAR-ZONE ” ( Poem in the caption ) A war robs the breath, Grows like yeast, millions dead. Not just flesh but kills the soul, Deals the body and mind with crippling blow. So

“ WAR-ZONE ” ( Poem in the caption ) A war robs the breath, Grows like yeast, millions dead. Not just flesh but kills the soul, Deals the body and mind with crippling blow. So

Bharath Nandibhatla

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She loved me enough to break the walls between us. I loved me not enough to break the walls within me. She offered, kindly, to break them for me. And when she did, I was just as broken. You see, the walls within, are to be broken by the bearer, and the bearer alone. Walls we build around us, are to guard us from hurt. Walls we build within us are to guard us from ourselves. On guard! #guard #walls

She loved me enough to break the walls between us. I loved me not enough to break the walls within me. She offered, kindly, to break them for me. And when she did, I was just as broken. You see, the walls within, are to be broken by the bearer, and the bearer alone. Walls we build around us, are to guard us from hurt. Walls we build within us are to guard us from ourselves. On guard! #guard #walls

Malik Kamal Naseer

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Santhanamullai Mohan

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Is it already Saturday? Time flies fast isn't it!? With the virus spreading wild and people losing lives, days doesn't seem to slow down even a bit. But all of a sudden I'm unable to differentiate between Saturday and Monday. Oxygen cylinder laying beside me. With no sense of smell and taste. Everyday seems and feels the same. The same old hospital and the same old story

Is it already Saturday? Time flies fast isn't it!? With the virus spreading wild and people losing lives, days doesn't seem to slow down even a bit. But all of a sudden I'm unable to differentiate between Saturday and Monday. Oxygen cylinder laying beside me. With no sense of smell and taste. Everyday seems and feels the same. The same old hospital and the same old story