Subhashini Nethaji Mariappan
Classics Inspirational
Rain makes each feel different
Songs makes each remember
Days makes us regret time is passing
Life teaches that its nothing but, Happiness
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It is not
Fear
To Love is Br...
What to do?
After I Die
LET ME WORSHI...
Love
To Love; Is T...
Souvenir
My pride was killed years ago by you Saying words to the family of ours My pride was killed years ago by you Saying words to the family of ours
Teachers are said to be out second mothers and mothers are also are teachers. Teachers are said to be out second mothers and mothers are also are teachers.
Peeping into the screens, that whole day, Peeping into the screens, that whole day,
The sadness on faces like you do. No, no, you touch the soul. The sadness on faces like you do. No, no, you touch the soul.
But Sundays get over as fast as the flick of a pen But Sundays get over as fast as the flick of a pen
Humanity that has been cast aside, let us find.. Humanity that has been cast aside, let us find..
Only the Average is stuck with it. Only the Average is stuck with it.
A peaceful night... A peaceful night...
Trees are the kindest things I know, They do not harm, they simply grow. Trees are the kindest things I know, They do not harm, they simply grow.
A zest of colors merge... A zest of colors merge...
Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes. Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes.
I brushed a stroke of orange on a clean coral canvas and waited not too long to see its meaning f... I brushed a stroke of orange on a clean coral canvas and waited not too long ...
Implementing imagination to words.. Implementing imagination to words..
There is one more brother whose presence has taught me minute things of life, There is one more brother whose presence has taught me minute things of life,
Sometimes you know a man in real, Once he is lost in the unreal... Sometimes you know a man in real, Once he is lost in the unreal...
So, dreams can still come true .... So, dreams can still come true ....
My friend, I know a big secret, the man was Black My friend, I know a big secret, the man was Black
Life suddenly has so much room, For feelings of every kind. Life suddenly has so much room, For feelings of every kind.
We are little sparked.... We are little sparked....
keep it to yourself.. such a good piece! keep it to yourself.. such a good piece!
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