Namrata Aryya
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Red rose bloomed bright
Boy plucks it tonight
Writes letter using rose ink.
River across is his lover
Watches moonlight falling in water
Writes letter to boy on sand.
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Starts with m...
Cat-Man-Dooo
Flamingo..
Shift..
Twin
Rush Hour
Pie In The Sk...
Winter
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Can Earth be earth when all its trees are gone, And sudsy waves have become unfit, Can Earth be earth when all its trees are gone, And sudsy waves have become u...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outside, Emerging from the comfortable darkness, To a fraying, fluttering light outsid...
Such a beautiful gift given by nature.. Such a beautiful gift given by nature..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
The earth begs us to save it... The earth begs us to save it...
Money alone never bring happiness, What we need for our gladness... Money alone never bring happiness, What we need for our gladness...
Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma? Ain't thou an unsolved mystery, The deepest ocean of enigma?
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
Nice Nice
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
“The bell above started to chime” “The bell above started to chime”
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
she is the jack of all the trades. she is the jack of all the trades.
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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