V. Aaradhyaa
Tragedy Classics Fantasy
Ever since I stepped out of the house,
I have to bear my own expenses and my tired step has not got rest.
Surely earning a living is not easy,
It is now understood that life is not that easy.
Monsoon's Whi...
Its Not Fair
Rain drops
Booming Cloud...
She Is More T...
love 💕
Being Love
It's Ruled By...
Stay Connecte...
Home Profound
Now you've hurt me the same way. Now you've hurt me the same way.
Ah sweet powder Where were you before Ah sweet powder Where were you before
The silence is deafening The silence is deafening
You and I both travelled a lot, The roads which hadn't even crossed, You and I both travelled a lot, The roads which hadn't even crossed,
I am longing to you with my love "murali", You try to embrace me in your arms with love. I am longing to you with my love "murali", You try to embrace me in your arms...
My cheeks have soaked the rolling tears. With my heart hiding all unrevealed fears. My cheeks have soaked the rolling tears. With my heart hiding all unrevealed ...
Soul why did it come to this? Soul why did it come to this?
This day to her was most awaited, Feb 29,the day was dated. This day to her was most awaited, Feb 29,the day was dated.
He made a mistake, His worries turned into jealousy, He made a mistake, His worries turned into jealousy,
After ten years, a night like this: when I will be in my late thirties After ten years, a night like this: when I will be in my late thirties
Thousands of bodies put to rest galore Thousands of bodies put to rest galore
I dreamt of being an artist, Of bringing life to paper and canvas alike. I dreamt of being an artist, Of bringing life to paper and canvas alike.
All of this could have been avoided if we had 'time' All of this could have been avoided if we had 'time'
Her horrors remind me of home, Her voice a pin that persistently pricks, Her horrors remind me of home, Her voice a pin that persistently pricks,
The photograph albums are lost, forever gone The photograph albums are lost, forever gone
Yearning Behind those closed doors, Yearning Behind those closed doors,
They say they care for me They say they care for me
Standing at the edge of reality and disbelief, A broken soul shivers deep, Standing at the edge of reality and disbelief, A broken soul shivers deep,
Lost in this nightmare called my life... Lost in this nightmare called my life...
Nobody understands do they: What it's like to loose someone Nobody understands do they: What it's like to loose someone
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