Sujatha Jagannathan
Abstract Others
Lotus vocalising
Gracious peaches are coloured;
And so grace is gracious....!
Heather
Glitter
Stardom
Melodic Line
Supra
Acclivity
Small Indefin...
Culturati
Dark-Green Hu...
Arise
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder... I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder...
Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outside, Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outsid...
Such a beautiful gift given by nature.. Such a beautiful gift given by nature..
Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside... Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside...
Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights... Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights...
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
“The bell above started to chime” “The bell above started to chime”
Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity.. Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity..
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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