Ankita Gupta
Drama
Our relationship with the time,
Is like the relationship with the tide,
As both do not rhyme,
For whom it is wasted it is like Crime,
They act as a mime,
It is more than a dime,
Same as time.
Monsoon Memor...
Fathers And H...
Girls
Colonial Era
East India Co...
Journey of Tw...
Winter Scene
Painter
Woman
Battle
Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but got trapped immediat... Freedom was gifted to me.... ....the moment I came out of my mother's womb but ...
I sat up in the midnight when the night was still, I sat up in the midnight when the night was still,
I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind. I allowed myself to be lulled Into a peaceful slumber By the warm east wind.
As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats As red heels sing along the pathway, They synchronize through the beats
Moldy walls and rusted parts, Moldy walls and rusted parts,
Poor water runs clean and smooth, Poor water runs clean and smooth,
"Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary. "Sorry" might not reside in your millennial dictionary.
Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story Every ray of sunlight speaks a different story
Caught fireflies to store their light on a page Caught fireflies to store their light on a page
It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body It's futile to forge a sense of belongingness to the body
Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes, Your beauty is NOT in those glittery eyes,
But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me. But deep within there’s a voice ready to vouch for me.
On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom. On that day I will be proud to say “We have freedom.
The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary! The wind warmed up from being the dry cold, As in the mortuary!
Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional circle. Several grey fish. A whirlpool in the ocean, An apparently unidirectional cir...
With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment, I emerge str With my child's cries, I wither, And my child's smile, I rebound, Every moment...
I found myself amongst the woods, I found myself amongst the woods,
Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool, Oh Religion! Thou perplex'd fool,
the sunsets.... the sunsets....
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both Two roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both
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