Guniya Sharma
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The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
I lie here undressed and raven, Over the silky white canvas.. I lie here undressed and raven, Over the silky white canvas..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Waited for a decade yet to complete, though married now with someone else, but still alive. Waited for a decade yet to complete, though married now with someone else, but s...
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Born to a family, nurtured with care, Blessed with a name... Born to a family, nurtured with care, Blessed with a name...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
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...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Nice... Nice...
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion. No one will ever know. But this was no soft sinking into oblivion.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Even when the world turns upside down, And there's chaos all around... Even when the world turns upside down, And there's chaos all around...
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