Nusrat Balur
Drama Fantasy Inspirational
Tough times, do mend
Happy days, do come
Just remember, it's not the end!
You & I
We Animals! C...
My First Cake...
Count Your Bl...
It's not the ...
Twinkler
Life
My City - Ben...
A Teary Tale
My Name Poem
For we have a strong bond, that’s certain!... For we have a strong bond, that’s certain!...
You may find her silly, you may find her smart,. But each and every... You may find her silly, you may find her smart,. ...
I try to write but the ink has dried, the quill has twisted just like my fate. I try to write but the ink has dried, the quill has twisted just like my fate...
I fear the gibbous moon That watches me dress my scars I fear the gibbous moon That watches me dress my scars
I feel alone even in the crowd. I feel alone even in the crowd.
Life in my backyard... Life in my backyard...
Your city has no tomorrow and it refuses to dwell in the past Your city has no tomorrow and it refuses to dwell in the past
Have you ever wondered what it's like to be the moon? Have you ever wondered what it's like to be the moon?
A metallic touch, On the toes' it felt. A metallic touch, On the toes' it felt.
The dew drops dripped down the velvety train The dew drops dripped down the velvety train
I wish to travel... Travel far and wide, no fear bothers me now I wish to travel... Travel far and wide, no fear bothers me now
There was a time when I looked for myself, There was a time when I looked for myself,
Problems only We True Artists face. Problems only We True Artists face.
It's my rights and you can't take me away from my rights It's my rights and you can't take me away from my rights
fly to unknown places, where pain and hurt once dwelled. fly to unknown places, where pain and hurt once dwelled.
The day has come to make a choice and I am afraid. The day has come to make a choice and I am afraid.
The music stops, -yet we spin Round and round The music stops, -yet we spin Round and round
Let me sit with you, darling Let me sit with you, darling
For a soul moved by a thirst To savour all the other soul trysts. For a soul moved by a thirst To savour all the other soul trysts.
If you could read my mind, You’d see a thousand papers If you could read my mind, You’d see a thousand papers
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