Abhishek Kumar
Drama
I walk humbly in the ground and you fly like crazy wind,
Our togetherness is impossible,
Just like the darkness can’t unite with the sunlight,
Our love won’t be successful.
Love Is Such ...
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You've Become...
Our Love
You In Me
You Are Mine
You Are My Li...
Dream Of Your
Falling For H...
Made Us Compl...
Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead. Only the seeds I sowed, In my pupils, Painting the path ahead.
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
I try to write but the ink has dried, the quill has twisted just like my fate. I try to write but the ink has dried, the quill has twisted just like my fate...
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..
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
There was a poem in my head As I woke up this morning There was a poem in my head As I woke up this morning
Have you ever wondered what it's like to be the moon? Have you ever wondered what it's like to be the moon?
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
The dew drops dripped down the velvety train The dew drops dripped down the velvety train
Oh dear nature! we bow down near you, Forgive the stubborn souls of argue.... Oh dear nature! we bow down near you, Forgive the stubborn souls of argue....
The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all of us out there. The lockdown 2020 was indeed a session full of life lessons for me, you, and all...
It's my rights and you can't take me away from my rights It's my rights and you can't take me away from my rights
And then there are days That are the dreaded word And then there are days That are the dreaded word
Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers' Are the scars on my body a souvenir of my forefathers'
An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers. An interesting take on the history of steel making by foundry workers.
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,
Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent Now, even she seems to look at me with the rebuke of a disappointed parent
If you could read my mind, You’d see a thousand papers If you could read my mind, You’d see a thousand papers
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