Sanjana Sunilkumar
Abstract Classics Fantasy
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The Power Of ...
Evy
Snowy, The Pu...
Here comes Ra...
I am more
Fighting For ...
Many more blu...
Not another C...
The dirty dru...
The psycho si...
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Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that it could be hiding bo... Ever felt an uncanny silence while travelling in a desert ? Ever wondered that i...
I thought of the old times when I was here. I thought of the old times when I was here.
It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of contentment. It's about the downfalls, the shortcomings and then the rising. The feeling of c...
"I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled or curbed." "I am floating in the deepness on an uncertain raft, Nothing is self controlled ...
No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I forgot. . . No one would listen to me; I was loner than I thought, They warned me always, I ...
And chirping of birds, And fountains of water And chirping of birds, And fountains of water
And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night And what if I say you are a sanctified flower on a gloomy night
The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burden of the pain of ag... The Man who has seen it all, the man who couldn't die.. but has to bear the burd...
What shall be the ship's fate? What shall be the ship's fate?
Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden Just my honest thoughts in my Orange Garden
You become the best verse I ever quoted You become the best verse I ever quoted
Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon... Loving him was red, Losing him was blue as I become colorful till noon...
With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears
The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart The poem shows that a few fake smiles and one broken heart
Betraying trust is the nee trend Betraying trust is the nee trend
मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है। मजलूमों के वास्ते जहरीले आसूँ रईसों की मुस्कान हुई जाती है।
I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache to speak with you, ye... I knew your love, I now know your hate. I hate that I loved you and still ache t...
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction This poem shows Post Trauma Self Destruction
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