Panchali Dhar
Drama
Under the sky, you and I.
Yes, strangers.
Smiling head to toe in light.
Crying inside out in dark.
Holding heart strong,
Walking straight unnoticed,
Asking you as if you hear,
"Are you doing well?"
Sleeping Lion...
Why Racism In...
Forgotten
Are You Doing...
Why are you mourning? You think I'm dead, Why are you mourning? You think I'm dead,
He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on par... He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on p...
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
I can see a child crying in the street, Begging for alms, his face red under the scorching heat. I can see a child crying in the street, Begging for alms, his face red under...
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
Racing to finish the story before the leaf loses its verdancy or the stick loses it's already faint Racing to finish the story before the leaf loses its verdancy or the stick loses...
Ask yourself a simple question, Are we truly free? Ask yourself a simple question, Are we truly free?
She is invisible to the eye Nay, not invisible but made to be unseen She is invisible to the eye Nay, not invisible but made to be unseen
Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother... Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother....
Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding... Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding...
When my dry cornea just lubricates, When my dry cornea just lubricates,
Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life... Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life...
The din grows loud, disarray roams The din grows loud, disarray roams
The hair has turned grey The hair has turned grey
My independence is still a big question. My independence is still a big question.
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
I blush and smile when compartments of my life seep into each other effortlessly I blush and smile when compartments of my life seep into each other effort...
Friendship, It is like kintsugi, We open our broken heart's Just to learn that we are all the sam... Friendship, It is like kintsugi, We open our broken heart's Just to learn tha...
They look at your house, They look at your wealth, They look at your house, They look at your wealth,
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