Suditi : Writing

Still

Still

A Poem by Suditi
Her eyes

Her eyes

A Poem by Suditi
Angels too kill.

Angels too kill.

A Poem by Suditi


When a part of our devil dies.
Nobody knows?

Nobody knows?

A Poem by Suditi
The fine line.

The fine line.

A Poem by Suditi


When we start taking our dreams seriously, life is bound to become ironic.
Man up

Man up

A Poem by Suditi


Its high time, the girl child killings stop.
Questions?

Questions?

A Poem by Suditi
I care.

I care.

A Poem by Suditi


Wrote this for my best friend when we were screwed up bad.

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