Tag Archives: poor

  1. A Palette of Pain

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    01/11/2015 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The wretched hues dared to colour Their Lifeless forms to Life. They dared to dream of Hope and Grace with …
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  2. Caressing Whispers


    11/07/2011 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    I usually go for an evening jog after work. I think the only reason why I look forward to it …
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  3. Yore…

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    16/01/2011 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    The gloom stole my Playing field, They usurped my sunlit Lawn. They took away the Thunder from my rain, And …
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  4. Lost

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    08/03/2009 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    Like the wind i travel with ease.Far away from whom i should please till the world come to a stand …
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  5. “When The Rich Wage War Its The Poor Who Die”


    26/10/2007 by Siddiqui Fayesal

    What a beautiful line…. Not surprisingly though it’s a line in a song by Linkin Park… anyway, my question is …
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