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    Mind's Couch: Mind's Couch, #1
    Mind's Couch: Mind's Couch, #1
    Mind's Couch: Mind's Couch, #1
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    Mind's Couch: Mind's Couch, #1

    By Sujay Rittikar

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    A collection of worthy, philospohical poems for the free minds to discover some of the tit-bits of life's experiences to refresh and feel the essence. You'll enjoy it throughly, from life's consequences to the society's reflections. I hope you like it. 

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherSujay Rittikar
    Release dateMar 17, 2018
    ISBN9781386554448
    Mind's Couch: Mind's Couch, #1
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    Sujay Rittikar

    Sujay Rittikar, is an Indian amateur poet who has continuously contributed several poems to encourage and inspire people at different stages of life. Though, an infamous identity, he loves to help and motivate the ones caught in problems without revealing his true self. As a teen, he started writing poetry and currently is an passionate engineering aspirant who can never give up on art.  Your reviews would enlighten him to have accomplished his goal of reaching his audiences to inspire and encourage them to live this beautiful life. Happy Reading!

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      Book preview

      Mind's Couch - Sujay Rittikar

      A Sorrowful Troll

      The fog is setting new papers

      holding the hitting of sad letters

      Unleashed in dens with all tremors

      It’s a treasure mate

      you’ll realize that later

      The clouds have ruptured

      Enigma of vivid fractures

      of the days we never captured

      and regrets which are still immature

      Time is a quark of every game

      It can earn you a name

      or even turn you lame

      Behest the raids spread in your beds

      which disable you from getting clotted?

      From the red castles in dark rots

      They surround every will in evil sprouts

      Who are you?

      A florescent, beautiful soul

      with an inlet for sad ghouls

      and no outlet, a sorrowful troll

      Spirals

      Lying to yourself

      making reminisces black

      These regrets never leave our

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