Shristee Singh
Drama
It was the rush hour of the morn
Between several work I was torn
Keeping the bread to toast
Least I forsee it to roast
When fumes came I looked at it with scorn.
Flying Fish
Shailputri
Knock Knock
Dreams
Smoke
Charred..
Anklet
Winter At Gra...
Super Hero
a heart for m...
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.
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
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..
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 ...
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
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,
Let's pull off this disparity, can't we? Let's pull off this disparity, can't we?
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,
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,
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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