Deepali G.
Drama
Where thou goest
Birdie dear?
Cutting thro’ the air
Like a knife thro’ butter.
How thou melteth
In the air,
When thou art
Not snow?
How then do thou
Mingleth with the air?
Were thou made of ether
Or born of some
Material better?
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I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone. I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
There was a young fellow in distress and distraught... There was a young fellow in distress and distraught...
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
And then there are days That are the dreaded word And then there are days That are the dreaded word
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
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