Best dearsickness Shayari, Status, Quotes, Stories

Sakthy RS

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I feel numbness Leave me in loneliness I wil be try to regret Otherwise I will forget All my worries Without any queries! Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

I feel numbness Leave me in loneliness I wil be try to regret Otherwise I will forget All my worries Without any queries! Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Varadhan P M

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You are a Search light to spot light The wrong turn of life! You are a warning Signal 🚦 Why to fret and fume with you? Is it wrong to warn people Against pit holes in Health! The world is funny indeed 😅 Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

You are a Search light to spot light The wrong turn of life! You are a warning Signal 🚦 Why to fret and fume with you? Is it wrong to warn people Against pit holes in Health! The world is funny indeed 😅 Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Monalisa Guje

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I love you, When you come, I am loved even more. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

I love you, When you come, I am loved even more. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Aditi Mishra

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I want to take a rest. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

I want to take a rest. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Dr Upama Singh

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thanks for your coming for a while to give some rest in my life healing and making physically and mentally me strong Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

thanks for your coming for a while to give some rest in my life healing and making physically and mentally me strong Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Durga Kannan

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You're like an unwanted guest who overstays. We wait for you to leave to celebrate our well being once again. Wishing goodbye to you is what we welcome but you shamelessly come back into our life again and again despite knowing how you're shunned. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

You're like an unwanted guest who overstays. We wait for you to leave to celebrate our well being once again. Wishing goodbye to you is what we welcome but you shamelessly come back into our life again and again despite knowing how you're shunned. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

R.S. Meena

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Don't spread so fast as lie among people. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,

Don't spread so fast as lie among people. Dear Sickness, You have grown the way weeds grow and not the good kind The weeds that rob other plants of nutrition and water, in other words, life You are everywhere like a poisonous creeper that spreads without water or sun, The kind that covers everything and is so bitter, it deprives itself from touch other beings in other words, friends You are the wood in our graves and the hands that bury us alive in it,