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!
Sublime
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Rain
No Idea
Oriental Roma...
Sensations
Dreams Of My ...
Cure
Muffins And C...
Sea
Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but got trapped immediat... Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but ...
Oh! Behold beautiful the creation The scent of flowers, chirping of birds Oh! Behold beautiful the creation The scent of flowers, chirping of birds
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
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..
She is invisible to the eye Nay, not invisible but made to be unseen She is invisible to the eye Nay, not invisible but made to be unseen
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.
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom. On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom.
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...
My independence is still a big question. My independence is still a big question.
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'
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
I blush and smile when compartments of my life seep into each other effortlessly I blush and smile when compartments of my life seep into each other effort...
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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