Divya Bhavsar
Drama
Whatever he did was considered a sin
But it was all because of his wish to win
He tried to get it with all his deeds good
But in his bad times, with him, nobody stood
So now even with his sins, he had a grin!
A Ride....
A Love Like T...
Ripped Apart
Scattered Hai...
Poetry Love
Goodbye Love
Hangover...
Us
Looking At Th...
The Inside Wa...
Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body Early morning, my mind refuses to wake up my body
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..
As he grew the bond of brother and sister grew, With time everything changed my view. As he grew the bond of brother and sister grew, With time everything changed ...
History is a big part for the human race ... History is a big part for the human race ...
Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering. Imagine their pain, imagine their suffering.
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone. I never had a sister of my own, Since I had been brought up all alone.
Shes just Melanin Rich. Shes just Melanin Rich.
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
There was a young fellow in distress and distraught... There was a young fellow in distress and distraught...
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...
There is wrong, there is right, There is wrong, there is right,
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'
Together they mend the broken fence Together they sit and tie the sacred ends. Together they mend the broken fence Together they sit and tie the sacred ends...
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
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