Astha Tiwari
Abstract Romance Classics
You can never explain
What goes in,
Some words get different
Form your ween,
Arranged sequences can
Get messed,
Again you have to give effort
To make comfort.
This Isn't Me
I'm waiting
The Hell
Silent Wind
Halfway
Night Is Talk...
Wall around
Wave vogue
Between the S...
nice.. nice..
Two girls who knew how to live in the moment Two girls who knew how to live in the moment
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Lovely... Lovely...
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God. O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God.
My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!! My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!!
Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment? Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment?
Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl. Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl.
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Under that Bodhi tree of life,... Under that Bodhi tree of life,...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage... Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage...
Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are. Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are.
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
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,
Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back. Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Listen my friend, my dear tree... Listen my friend, my dear tree...
Library
Profile
