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    Verselets
    Verselets
    Verselets
    Ebook62 pages18 minutes

    Verselets

    By Akanksha

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    About the book:


    A book that displays the inklings of emotions. to be and to not be, the writer of your own story. to believe in ourselves and the dreams we live for.


    About the author:


    A 20 year old with vivid dreams to follow, conspiring to become an author.
    A medical student to pursue life in hopes.
     Fighting against this bizarre worldly needs.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPencil
    Release dateOct 14, 2021
    ISBN9789354387760
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      Verselets - Akanksha

      THE MOCKINGBIRD

      the mockingbird

      singing the music of life,

      wheeling in the air the innocence,

      how the world in you, defies.

      reciting the melody of caricatured art,

      then diving into your own nest,

      with thine kindered heart.

      the blush of gray plumage,

      that causes a rat-tat in everyones heart,

      pass through hurry of wind with ramage.

      when they say to shatter you is a crime,

      they pray for your unimpeachable bliss,

      then you sing a song of great sublime.

      for you are a symbol of innocence,

      the light at the end of tunnel,

      of humankind radiance.

      FAR BE IT FOR ME

      far be it! the fancied world of

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