Supratik Sen
Abstract
Whenever there's a crisis
There's Christ
Krishna, in any form
In any norm
With or without a name
Responds to distress
Allah is light
Waiting to alight
Unto anyone in need
At the drop of a hat
On the safe s...
a couple of s...
no answer
[we] can't br...
Compulsion
We will get o...
Entertainment
The Slaves
Breathless
stunned
I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder... I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder...
Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence. Dread do I that this bud will last, To obscure my presence.
Where's the freedom, where's the life? Where's the freedom, where's the life?
Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside... Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside...
Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights... Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights...
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
The Rainbow is then certain to appear... The Rainbow is then certain to appear...
Very nice... Very nice...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
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...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity.. Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity..
Motherland.... Motherland....
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
fierce lovely water... fierce lovely water...
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
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