Shelved
Her eyes are orbs of smouldering darkness
And into them I gaze.
They pull my thoughts off their harness,
And all my walls they raze.
I feel her subtle anger,
It radiates in little waves
It makes my resolve stagger
And the demons are back in their caves.
I clear my throat to speak
Scared of what she’d say
But suddenly I feel quite meek,
And I give up right away.
Not today, I tell myself,
Now is not the time.
So once again my emotions I shelf
And say, “Seriously, mom, I’m fine.”
Can you hear the music? 
Paintings of IIIT 
Football: The 2022/23 Pre-Season Saga Illustrated 
Beep! Beep! Beep! 
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Not For Long 
Mama, Put My GPTs in the Ground 
Have you tried turning the mess off and on again? 
Log Kya Kahenge?
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