Khushi Soni
Abstract
I want to stay with you,
But at times that's not true,
Because when the clock revive,
I get our memories that strive,
And then a phase arrive for me
To become brave and just survive.
What Is Love
Travel Diarie...
Ode To strang...
Failures
Secrets
Addiction
War And Peace
Sound Of Sile...
Relationship
My Hobbies
Why with dead soul... Why with dead soul...
Gravity that drags her down a peg... Gravity that drags her down a peg...
The obsolete dreams piled up in my mind All nearly actualized but didn't come through The obsolete dreams piled up in my mind All nearly actualized but didn't come t...
The golden rays of sunlight Shines up with the fragrance of roses The golden rays of sunlight Shines up with the fragrance of roses
Who has given 'em the wrong impression? Who has given 'em the wrong impression?
Visiting with its soft sunlight- Is the evening sun with a pleasant face, Visiting with its soft sunlight- Is the evening sun with a pleasant face,
Days were confusing I was unable to find myself, Days were confusing I was unable to find myself,
She sat impatiently waiting for him to come, Even the slightest sound would wake her up. She sat impatiently waiting for him to come, Even the slightest sound would w...
She offers water to God Sun Praying for a wonderful day She offers water to God Sun Praying for a wonderful day
It was post noon in lunch recess It was post noon in lunch recess
Is it because the moon came in? Is it because the eclipse occurred? Is it because the moon came in? Is it because the eclipse occurred?
Nice.. Nice..
Time does not stop.. Time does not stop..
The sooner we realize the better we are!! The sooner we realize the better we are!!
Time was slowly fading away, Reaching to my home I was on the way. Time was slowly fading away, Reaching to my home I was on the way.
It was a fascination seeing it raining I saw her beauty being in my mother's arms It was a fascination seeing it raining I saw her beauty being in my mother's ...
In my tender years, I heard of a God Who hates childish inclinations, In my tender years, I heard of a God Who hates childish inclinations,
Giving company to twinkling stars. Giving company to twinkling stars.
When these rain drops I see Washing away the dirt with a cool breeze When these rain drops I see Washing away the dirt with a cool breeze
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