Medini Rajan,15 years old
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Sun's Embrace
Fearless Warr...
The Sparrow
Perils Of Urb...
The Treasure ...
Child Labour
Bangalore Day...
Child labour
My childhood days so pure and sweet Every step of the way was a paradise of its own My childhood days so pure and sweet Every step of the way was a paradise of ...
Once, love was easy and pure, Two hearts beating as one, always sure. But now, it hangs by a fragile... Once, love was easy and pure, Two hearts beating as one, always sure. But now, i...
These jhumkas and chandbalis are my beauty arsenal. They whisper your name with every 'taal' These jhumkas and chandbalis are my beauty arsenal. They whisper your nam...
I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations
I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..
But I still have a flicker of hope, a hope that lights my way, A hope for something better, a hope ... But I still have a flicker of hope, a hope that lights my way, A hope for somet...
When we gaze at the stars, Do they, in turn, grace us with their gaze? When we gaze at the stars, Do they, in turn, grace us with their gaze?
Her sad eyes are full of distorted emotions Yet each day she conceals with a bright smile across ... Her sad eyes are full of distorted emotions Yet each day she conceals with a ...
With a glance, they know what the other will say, Words unnecessary, their thoughts gently sway, With a glance, they know what the other will say, Words unnecessary, their th...
So, give wings to my fantasies That I may live a life, with no regret. So, give wings to my fantasies That I may live a life, with no regret.
A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart
Oh India! My beloved motherland, A land of diverse cultures, and a nation so grand, Oh India! My beloved motherland, A land of diverse cultures, and a nation so ...
In your presence, I am stripped Of all the layers I have donned, In your presence, I am stripped Of all the layers I have donned,
Smell of Turmeric and Jasmine mingled People chattering and standing tangled Smell of Turmeric and Jasmine mingled People chattering and standing tangled
Don't fall in love with a poet, For their heart is a fickle thing. Don't fall in love with a poet, For their heart is a fickle thing.
Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see. Where is heaven on earth? Let’s go and see.
In the depths of my pondering, questions arise, Why do some riddles elude, despite my tries? In the depths of my pondering, questions arise, Why do some riddles elude, de...
Let our hearts be filled with love, and may kindness be the only way. Let our hearts be filled with love, and may kindness be the only way.
The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.
The pain I feel is deep and raw, A wound that never seems to thaw. The pain I feel is deep and raw, A wound that never seems to thaw.