Sanjana Shinde
Drama
Lady of love,
Care and compassion.
A woman so thoughtful,
To share your problems.
Someone whose heart,
Makes memories of gold.
An ocean of secrets,
Which are never told.
Mom..Heartbea...
Mom
My Heartbeat,...
The Pain Can ...
Sympathy And ...
Her
Empowerment
A Real Mom
God's Gift
Asifa's Life
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on par... He or she doesn't define who you are, Nothing as beautiful as you I find on p...
One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish One tiny view of the dazzling God Instantly heals the mounted anguish
Helplessness.... of the migrant workers.. Helplessness.... of the migrant workers..
Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother... Many times before, you were expectant, but today you decided to become a mother....
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding... Do I hear the prayers of, Joy, hope, despair, foreboding...
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life... Yes I am a single woman and I have a beautiful life...
Stranger......... Stranger.........
The din grows loud, disarray roams The din grows loud, disarray roams
The hair has turned grey The hair has turned grey
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
I grow old, I grow older and more I’ll grow until finally I’m no more. Tonight I exist, tomorr... I grow old, I grow older and more I’ll grow until finally I’m no more. Ton...
And then there are days That are the dreaded word And then there are days That are the dreaded word
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist, There is darkness, there is light But I find myself in a little mist,
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
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