Sneha Hembram
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I am still waiting...
Right there,
Where we declared
Our love.
The seeds we
Sowed together
Has now grown up
Into big tree
The witness of
Our love
Emotion
Passion
Care
Which have nurtured it
Let's Straigh...
The Writer Wi...
Thread Of Lov...
Fear
Wings...
Promise
Mother
Roadside Life
I Am Still Wa...
Smoke Giant
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
nice.. nice..
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...
Two girls who knew how to live in the moment Two girls who knew how to live in the moment
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty. Befog days nearing, Survive in uncertainty.
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...
Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me... Drowned is the heart in the seas of pain, It doesn't want to see me...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Nice.... Nice....
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
Under that Bodhi tree of life,... Under that Bodhi tree of life,...
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with a mask. You read fast only to be in gone a flash, You jump in the story with a guy with...
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
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 ...
Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud! Fragile as a bubble of shroud, Undying as a tale read aloud!
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