Nucleus Of My Heart
- Mast Culture

- Oct 10
- 1 min read
By Ruchi Kumari
Wings are hovering around the corner of dark imagination filled with speechless stars in the sky overwhelming the anxious thoughts coming through the blanket of cloudy destine to scream aloud that nothing is mine even efforts from 1 to 9 due to this imprisoned soul lost in the atmos comprising humiliation, unwanted practices cum demotion of the heart over smile which is beautiful only at the sight but truly dead inside.
By Ruchi Kumari



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