His sparkling eyes, his blue ocean skin colour, His sparkling eyes, his blue ocean skin colour,

You create your fate You create your fate

The lost identity The lost identity

With the grey dust all around, With the greenery nowhere to be found. With the grey dust all around, With the greenery nowhere to be found.

Between the jovial morning, I stand sad. Between the jovial morning, I stand sad.

Be it proud or shame, everyone is same. Be it proud or shame, everyone is same.

What happens in front of a DARK ROOM? Read on to check what happens next! What happens in front of a DARK ROOM? Read on to check what happens next!

Can a poem be written on "POEMS"? Yes, I have! Read on to check out the poem! Can a poem be written on "POEMS"? Yes, I have! Read on to check out the poem!

WE ARE "THE INDIANS"? OR WE ARE "THE INDIA"? WE ARE "THE INDIANS"? OR WE ARE "THE INDIA"?

Even if it's "DARK TIMES", there are the "HOPES TIMES"... Read this poem so you can find the "HOPE T... Even if it's "DARK TIMES", there are the "HOPES TIMES"... Read this poem so you ...