Ananth Raj Kumar
Tragedy
Parched streets and salty waterways,
Not a drip around,
Not a leaf around,
Eons and eons of wastage,
White mountains crumble,
World of blue drying up.
Dry Water
The Longest M...
Mighty Me
Fair Maiden
The Mediocre ...
The Vanishing...
White Night
Spin A Story
The Melrose S...
Anonymous Me
When the period of lockdown comes to end When the period of lockdown comes to end
Who am I? The one strangled in the illusion of her dreams... Who am I? The one strangled in the illusion of her dreams...
A pink crescent moon, A pink crescent moon,
I was wandering in the forest, I was wandering in the forest,
Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose. Her life was a vicious cycle, as another day arose.
And anyways, My life has no voice. And anyways, My life has no voice.
A very good read... A very good read...
It was dawn, full of dew, Fast and furious, the tornado rushed. It was dawn, full of dew, Fast and furious, the tornado rushed.
I whispered, 'Did you hear'? I whispered, 'Did you hear'?
I could just not let go of all the reasons why I still do. I could just not let go of all the reasons why I still do.
As I sit back and think about the week, Seven bland days, seven bleak streaks. As I sit back and think about the week, Seven bland days, seven bleak streak...
A mother, a sister, a daughter, friend or wife... A mother, a sister, a daughter, friend or wife...
Will they find me ever? In this cloudy sky Will they find me ever? In this cloudy sky
My heart shrank at the glance, the face of grace; turned pale. My heart shrank at the glance, the face of grace; turned pale.
A time will come A time will come
Heartbreaks are just like outbreaks, One left with only scars and cracks... Heartbreaks are just like outbreaks, One left with only scars and cracks...
Only the black.... comforts me. Only the black.... comforts me.
I may not be a part of the community, But I stand with them in solidarity. I may not be a part of the community, But I stand with them in solidarity.
Some untold stories, And those firm intents.. Some untold stories, And those firm intents..
My widened eyes spoke volumes about my excitement, I never want them to suffer in any sort of a p... My widened eyes spoke volumes about my excitement, I never want them to suffe...
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