Sriekala Nair
Drama
And there I was
Looking back
At the pages that lay open
Should I ponder over them
Should I regret at those
Should I rejoice
At the way the pages unfolded
And here I am
Looking ahead
At the pages still to open
I Feel Lonely
Just A Though...
The 'ME'
My Land
I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries, I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries,
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
To the days that⠀don't feel, so good.⠀ To the days that⠀don't feel, so good.⠀
She used to smile all the time, She used to smile all the time,
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
I was told to wear dark clothes as it matches my skin tone, I was told to wear dark clothes as it matches my skin tone,
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
I still remember the day, When we first meet... I still remember the day, When we first meet...
Reunions taught me how people come with many layers, Reunions taught me how people come with many layers,
First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the people around me... First time when I went to school, I was so nervous, I was intimidated by the pe...
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp... Why is it always thing that we need, Goes out of our grasp...
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