Trushna Das
Abstract Inspirational
Girls are like sweet and soft paper...
But don't use them and throw them like paper...
Because a paper may be the cause of a fire...
Which can burn you...
The Real Hero
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A Girl Needs
Thank You So ...
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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...
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
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...
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
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...
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,
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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