Siva Aravindan
Drama
They held after the pastoral clarinet,
Of the pastoral raindrops,
He sits the becoming melody,
On crepuscular candles,
As if they were a silvery Melody,
In that tranquility, however,
The Bower will not shower.
The Beast
Kick The Butt
Birthday
Covid warrior...
Diwali
Angel That Sa...
Family as an ...
Wealth And Sa...
Wedding
King And His ...
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.
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
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...
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
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'
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
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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