subhashree Acharya
Abstract
Time spent in nature
Is time spent realizing
That you don't know it all
And that you never will
Nature
Father
Mother
Giver of givings and creator of all creations. Giver of givings and creator of all creations.
Who is this invisible man?... Who is this invisible man?...
Lovely... Lovely...
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
Tis isn't often that I forget, The tons of load to do and set Tis isn't often that I forget, The tons of load to do and set
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper, In this intense ocean fulfilled with life, let's dive deeper and deeper,
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of every night. Oh! What do I tell you about my plight! That's how I spend the wee hours of eve...
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home? And darling, I'm scared. Won't you take me home?
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up... Unfortunately, I realized the ocean just dried up...
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