Here I bid adieu, I don’t need you anymore.   I want to celebrate, Celebrate Death with my friend. Here I bid adieu, I don’t need you anymore.   I want to celebrate, Celebrate Dea...

Her name is Aditi vats By affection, you call her Diti Her name is Aditi vats By affection, you call her Diti

Continuously in our minds, we keep each other, Taking out time and talking endlessly to one another... Continuously in our minds, we keep each other, Taking out time and talking endl...

The poem is a personification of music. The poem is a personification of music.

And then it hit me, maybe you just wanted me to be more like her And then it hit me, maybe you just wanted me to be more like her

This poem shows how one changes when grown up. This poem shows how one changes when grown up.