Shriyeta Biswas
Drama
Caught red-handed
We were black affronted
Rose-tinted spectacles
Hid a yellow streak
A shrinking violet
His old flame.
Home Quaranti...
Morning Madne...
Unforgettable...
Time Travel
Oh so lonely
Magic Ink
Caught Red-Ha...
Serendipity
Only If
Eyes
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
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
"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
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...
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
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...
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 sunsets.... the sunsets....
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...
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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