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Without Loving You by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poem"] It's not necessary to love you: the leaves have fallen, without Autumn passing, I know it's you. It's mandatory to row the fields: the seasons are safe, are same, with Spring arriving, I know you alone. It's not...

Yesterday’s Over by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poem"] Times change: the Winter's here It's hot and miserable, everyone sleeps. The recipe changes: Autumn leaves fall It's sandy and windy, everyone hides. The sounds murmur: Spring blooms It's misty and foggy, we no longer here. [tabby title="Poet...

I love you like the four seasons by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poem"] I love you like autumn's frost - like the dew settling on rocky grounds, I curl you up inside of me; so that your leaves don't brittle aside me. I love you like sunstrike's peak: we moult, while...

Classroom 101 by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poem"] The classrooms here, are mushrooms, tall like spilt milk all over the place, bending and folding in contents. It's like red wine drunk at a friends' party, noting the red linen to every last detail. The clothes are...

Loving You by Rishan Singh

[tabby title="Poem"] To love you is easy, it's the time that's difficult: an obstacle that makes us one, uniting you with me. To love you is nothing, it's your adornment on the outside which means: an obstruct that separates us,...