Sukanya Basu Mallik
Drama
I'm selfish,
I'm awkward and a little insecure,
And yet to all my ailments,
You seem to be the only cure!
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Rain
No Idea
Oriental Roma...
Sensations
Dreams Of My ...
Cure
Muffins And C...
Sea
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
I fear the gibbous moon That watches me dress my scars I fear the gibbous moon That watches me dress my scars
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
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...
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
An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers. An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers.
The day has come to make a choice and I am afraid. The day has come to make a choice and I am afraid.
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
The music stops, -yet we spin Round and round The music stops, -yet we spin Round and round
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...
For a soul moved by a thirst To savour all the other soul trysts. For a soul moved by a thirst To savour all the other soul trysts.
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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