Abhishek Kumar
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In the morning when you wake up,
I like to believe you are thinking of me,
And when the sun comes through your window,
I like to believe you've been dreaming of me.
Love Is Such ...
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You've Become...
Our Love
You In Me
You Are Mine
You Are My Li...
Dream Of Your
Falling For H...
Made Us Compl...
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
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.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
I look up in the skies in search of hope, I look up in the skies in search of hope,
In this vast ocean of life, We sail on a drowning boat. So Enjoy till it sinks. In this vast ocean of life, We sail on a drowning boat. So Enjoy till it sinks.
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...
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
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'
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
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,
I was born in these stinky streets, Play with the old broken toys, I was born in these stinky streets, Play with the old broken toys,
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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