Harsha Baid
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This is the power of moonlight,
Calming the rage of lords and knights,
Embracing the beauty of the night.
A Love Never ...
Pluto, A Less...
Indulge
Best Friend
Grace
Abandon
Miss World
Home
True Love
Laziness
When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise? When a tree falls in a forest Does it make any noise?
Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but dead when every corner... Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but de...
Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn' Those depths perpetuated life in me, And I saw myself getting 'Reborn'
Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from mimosas you flow un... Wake me o’lover, from this deep incessant slumber, Spread thou fragrance from...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Nice.... Nice....
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...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
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...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Nice.. Nice..
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
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?"
Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind.. Never be a loser.... Trapped inside your mind..
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...
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