RASHI SRIVASTAVA
Tragedy
Dear Diary
In this lock-down
Situations becoming worse
Poor is starving ;
And all around stress
Prices going up
there's lack of funds
Only God knows
What's coming next...
Thanking The ...
Marching toge...
Marching Toge...
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A Thought
Remain The Be...
You think that this virus is only a hoax, You think that this virus is only a hoax,
My sticky fingers dangling with honey My sticky fingers dangling with honey
I thought when we will meet, It is going to be the rain of Roses.. I thought when we will meet, It is going to be the rain of Roses..
Sometimes, the heart texts, To the inner core of my brain... Sometimes, the heart texts, To the inner core of my brain...
Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose. Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose.
My hair is pulled back, In a loose bun. My hair is pulled back, In a loose bun.
I was encompassed by silence, loneliness, and calmness I was encompassed by silence, loneliness, and calmness
She was guilty for a bite. She was guilty for a bite.
A mercurial strand, Foredoom'd... A mercurial strand, Foredoom'd...
Should or should we never crave the rose.... Should or should we never crave the rose....
Sadness consumed his little soul standing around the corner with no motion. Sadness consumed his little soul standing around the corner with no motion.
Who's next....??? Who's next....???
Oh! unempathetic act of humans, Snare aimed for my fellow being, Oh! unempathetic act of humans, Snare aimed for my fellow being,
Lying motionless on the hospital bed her alluring eyes gleamed Lying motionless on the hospital bed her alluring eyes gleamed
Echo of popularity, status, name and fame, Has stepped up the efforts of all... Echo of popularity, status, name and fame, Has stepped up the efforts of all....
My mother says a virus is here to stay, To remain indoors is the only way.. My mother says a virus is here to stay, To remain indoors is the only way..
The grief which can't be expressed in words is pain. The grief which can't be expressed in words is pain.
There was a pitch black odour, Fuming on a night so pure that it could be in the truest form of ... There was a pitch black odour, Fuming on a night so pure that it could be in...
Seriously, an actor can paint Seriously, an actor can paint
Yes, who are we? Yes, who are we?
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