My pen drops dead and my ink stains page My pen drops dead and my ink stains page

When the leaves were shed from the trees, The aroma your flowers created, And the wind set me free. When the leaves were shed from the trees, The aroma your flowers created, And th...

With golden ink to inscribe And leave it for others to decide... With golden ink to inscribe And leave it for others to decide...

The existence Of divine presence The existence Of divine presence

But she has feeling for all people around This specialty I have always found   But she has feeling for all people around This specialty I have always found  

Amidst in the lockdown I found my freedom Amidst in the lockdown I found my freedom