Josse Balucha
Abstract Romance
How far we have to go
To miss each others voice?
How long we have to wait,
'Till our eyes will see the faith?
How many nights we have to spend alone,
For our hearts, feeling close?
Sleepless Nig...
Her
Once Upon A T...
Tell Me "How"
Moon Talks
Our Mornings
Her And Sunfl...
Forehead furrow cringed... Forehead furrow cringed...
Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but dead when every corner... Hurts the world’s voices when, shattering the poor heart Alive we are, but de...
nice.. nice..
Lovely... Lovely...
Playing with words.. Playing with words..
O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God. O, Humans!! The Greatest creation of God.
But fate had something different written. But fate had something different written.
My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!! My grandfather once said; Those were the days, not to forget!!
Very nice... Very nice...
Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment? Then why don't we ever talk about men empowerment?
Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl. Yes, I am proud and lucky to be a girl.
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand here and sing. Walking past a temple, heard the bells ring, In glory of you mother we stand ...
Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage... Tears have turned into rage, No need of emotional bandage...
Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are. Time is the best indicator of who your friends really are.
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back. Fighting with our own selves, quarentinement is the only solution, to fight back...
At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set, At times when my eyes are wet, When it’s about time for sun set,
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
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