Ananta kumar Singh
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Rosebud
I am not a pseud
Your heart is enormous which says my eyes
I am not telling lies
When I go in front of you
Sayings like a babble
And walking like a wobble
A Teacher
Love is blind
A Little Drop...
Depression
Beauty In Her...
Love At First...
A Dad
Only A Dad
I would like ...
What Is Love
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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