Tisha Sehrawat
Crime Fantasy Others
When we look at the sky,
there are two things we see
It is either the stars or the moonlight with glee
When you look closely,
there is the moonlight close to the stars
No one can really see
how far they are
Dreams
Dear Teacher
The Moonlight...
The Talking R...
The Scary Zip...
Her death wasn't entirely her choice, Her death wasn't entirely her choice,
Mr. Chaplin crawling out, An arm out, a leg twisted, Mr. Chaplin crawling out, An arm out, a leg twisted,
Behind the crimes they had done....... Behind the crimes they had done.......
Standing by the side of the road, Wrapped up from the chill of a Delhi winter evening; Standing by the side of the road, Wrapped up from the chill of a Delhi winter...
The children gets a small time of happiness to raise... The children gets a small time of happiness to raise...
Thurber, the callous old jeweler For a pet had a stray dog named Frazer, Thurber, the callous old jeweler For a pet had a stray dog named Frazer,
What a girl arrives for.... What a girl arrives for....
Do we even remember the cause behind? Do we even remember the cause behind?
I was not born, I was killed in my mother's womb. I was not born, I was killed in my mother's womb.
Her mother hugged her and said "Take care" Her mother hugged her and said "Take care"
Thank you, for the social experiment you did With my 5 year old sister Thank you, for the social experiment you did With my 5 year old sister
A girl running in the dark street.. With a lots of pain in her eyes, A girl running in the dark street.. With a lots of pain in her eyes,
Was ironically poisoned to death... Was ironically poisoned to death...
In the dim lit shady lawn, You were scared to even yawn. In the dim lit shady lawn, You were scared to even yawn.
I met a lady and fell for her clemency, I met a lady and fell for her clemency,
I killed a phoenix, and it did not rise I was dead cruel, gave up to my vice. I killed a phoenix, and it did not rise I was dead cruel, gave up to my vice.
What joy had my soul beseeched? Through broken dreams its elixir leached. What joy had my soul beseeched? Through broken dreams its elixir leached.
The sunlight sprouts, as it gives light to the spree of life. The sunlight sprouts, as it gives light to the spree of life.
He tries to strangle her In a fit of rage He tries to strangle her In a fit of rage
Nice... Nice...
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