Hey!! I am Ravya Singh This blogger is about all kind of poems and contents in Hindi & English both. You will always find the answer in my poem where it has been waiting since long before the question, I pray that all this wanting planted between my ribs not meant to only be seeds so please appreciate me. I hope my words cut through your paper skin, They were intended to and if you want to suggest me so write in the comment box Follow me & get new posts instantly.
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- This is Ravya Singh, I'm a student as well as writer also. Pursuing Masters with English and graduated From University of Delhi. I'm Indian.
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My grandma's hands
Soft Soft Soft
She didn't wear any gloves
Her touch gave us hopes
When she brought me sweet potatoes
Golden bangles in her hands
Didn't moisturise, whether cold and wet
Outside work and chores
She's never been women's speck
Hard as Himalayan, pure as Ganga
They named my grandma a beautiful diva
I let her sleep, the path in dreadful & mist
Forest, Recall affection of her presence.
Ravya Singh
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