Ambika Nanda
Abstract Inspirational
A ray of hope shines,
When there is none.
I am just a speck of dust,
You are the mighty One.
The Universe bestows,
Pleasures unlimited,
Are we the greedy one?
It heals and it holds,
When it can punish,
Like a mighty one.
Self
Baggage
Self introspe...
Within Myself
Menu...
Perfect!!You
Choices
The Year Of 2...
Seeking Perfe...
The Karmic Co...
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun
Your permission or approval is not required! Your permission or approval is not required!
Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that it could be hiding bo... Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that i...
The moment i am inside u U will rest in my arms The moment i am inside u U will rest in my arms
You’re a nice person, the mirror told me You’re a nice person, the mirror told me
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
"I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled or curbed." "I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled ...
No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I forgot. . . No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I ...
What crushes is the divine truth! What crushes is the divine truth!
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
The poem describes how love can sometimes leave a person despondent and longing for better things. The poem describes how love can sometimes leave a person despondent and longing ...
With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears
The poem shows the sob of a girl as she demands to be heard. The poem shows the sob of a girl as she demands to be heard.
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
How beautiful and fair would the world be if every person could receive the same amount of love he/s... How beautiful and fair would the world be if every person could receive the same...
The poem describes the city and suggests we help it grow and make it a happy place. The poem describes the city and suggests we help it grow and make it a happy pla...
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
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