Gokilaa Devi Sethuramanathan
Drama Classics Inspirational
You're the tune for my song,
You're the Blood for my body,
You're the basement for my building,
You're the soil for my plant,
I'm your image presented
Before this World!
#this is for you, Mom.
Love Occurs U...
Love On You
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I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries, I came here, crossing a million light-years to solve your mysteries,
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
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,
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
Nearing the end of her journey, creeping is dawn, Only the driver and poet, see the new day born. Nearing the end of her journey, creeping is dawn, Only the driver and poet, see...
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,
Stranger......... Stranger.........
What if today was the last day, I fed you with the meal... What if today was the last day, I fed you with the meal...
Happiness in empty hands is what I earned. Happiness in empty hands is what I earned.
Having a newbie around is a blessing indeed, Those tiny-big eyes when stared curiously... Having a newbie around is a blessing indeed, Those tiny-big eyes when stared ...
The cuts and the bruises never faded The cuts and the bruises never faded
Forging glass with utmost care, the designer is giving it his all... Forging glass with utmost care, the designer is giving it his all...
To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house, To that carpenter uncle Who recides opposite to my house,
Partial darkness cannot take away The urge to pen down my lines Partial darkness cannot take away The urge to pen down my lines
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,
The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve The droplets of rain, tried to soothe her nerve
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