Rahul Sankunni
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They say he made news finally,
Albeit for an hour,
Like no lizard, bee or even big ants,
Dying in the street.
No Snaps Plea...
At A Footwear...
Desert Rain
When It Raine...
Way Of The Wi...
Comrades In G...
In Search of ...
D-Day
FLYOVERS AND ...
Origin Of Spe...
Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from mimosas you flow un... Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from...
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Two girls who knew how to live in the moment Two girls who knew how to live in the moment
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger Whom did you kill today? Anger, Anger
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
I bleed.... Red! I bleed.... Red!
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
Under that Bodhi tree of life,... Under that Bodhi tree of life,...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind.. Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind..
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
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