Charvi Malhotra
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Amazing, its ethereal beauty
Unique, its way, and light
Radiant Sun going down
Obscure where is it going
Recapitulating the meaning of elegance
And mesmerizing everyone
Unknown Unive...
A Beautiful N...
A Dream
The blushing ...
Since you ent...
June 18 : Goo...
Love is love
Untold Love
Is it possibl...
Those Days
When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise? When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise?
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
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'
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...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Nice.... Nice....
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
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...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Nice.. Nice..
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 ...
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
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.
A doctor with a big heart... A doctor with a big heart...
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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