Stories By 'Sarala Gautam'
Night, it seems to glow and glow,Day, consumed and hallow,The dusk and dawn shine as always,A dreamer dreams whatever be the blaze,Life it seems to grow without consent;Legs are natural but the mind pretends.
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Chaos

Sarala Gautam, Oct 18 2017

My dignity was the only thing I owned.It was shattered then scattered to the wind. He forgot me like the beggars on the street.
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I’ve gone everywhere, reached nowhereI’ve seen everything, with my eyes closed.I’ve been kissed by the northern lights,I’ve stood tall like the towers of cities,
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