Brita Roy
Abstract
There was a frail man from Japan,
Who tripped and fell whene'er he ran,
He walked with a chop stick,
As his bones would squeak,
And used his fingers to eat his flan.
Piya Ray
The Earthquak...
New Beginning...
The Departing...
Medicines
My Mysterious...
Driving a Car...
A Citizen Of ...
Story of a Pu...
Nationalism
When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise? When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise?
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn' Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn'
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
Lovely... Lovely...
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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