Akash Kumar
Thriller
I dream a world where man
No other will scorn
Where love will bless the earth
And piece its paths adorn.
Ekla Chalo Re
The Boat
The World
Splendor in t...
I Dream a Wor...
The Wind And ...
Thousands of jars kept on the shelf, All in varied sizes and forms. Thousands of jars kept on the shelf, All in varied sizes and forms.
Oh nature, I love you But hair- frightening sometimes, I feel too First destiny of voyage was whe... Oh nature, I love you But hair- frightening sometimes, I feel too First desti...
Time is the thief you cannot banish.. Time is the thief you cannot banish..
I can't even feel a thing I can't even feel a thing
Into the lonely moments of life Into the lonely moments of life
Thats what patriotism really means.. Thats what patriotism really means..
Gasp; your breathe !!! Gasp; your breathe !!!
Making me sing the ballads of ecstasy all night. Making me sing the ballads of ecstasy all night.
It's just one step.... It's just one step....
The voice that can only be felt.. The voice that can only be felt..
I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a soft bullet. I wanted it to creep into them like a bar of music and mushroom there like a sof...
It is spending the sweat of its labourers, the genius of its scientists. It is spending the sweat of its labourers, the genius of its scientists.
Collecting too much information for the bifurcation of angels and demons. Collecting too much information for the bifurcation of angels and demons.
For ink won't do justice, To my words and my pain. For ink won't do justice, To my words and my pain.
A book could make a change A book could make a change
When the moon is mellow on your skin, when the cicadas scream, When the moon is mellow on your skin, when the cicadas scream,
Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me – Because I could not stop for Death –He kindly stopped for me –
Few years have passed but it feels like yesterday; I remember back when we would play silly games... Few years have passed but it feels like yesterday; I remember back when we wo...
Truth be told Truth be told
I'm the constructor of my own road I'm the constructor of my own road
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