Neelima M
Classics
Who am I?
Ask yourself
Know yourself
Love yourself
The Rainy Wea...
Dear God
Beyond Realit...
Girl
Blind sunshin...
Hate-Fate
Myself
Memory
Purple
Only You
To touch a broken lute, To strike a jangled string, To touch a broken lute, To strike a jangled string,
Peeping into the screens, that whole day, Peeping into the screens, that whole day,
Humanity that has been cast aside, let us find.. Humanity that has been cast aside, let us find..
Sitting since morning by the side of a window, Looking at the rain drops that soak the nature’s g... Sitting since morning by the side of a window, Looking at the rain drops that...
Only the Average is stuck with it. Only the Average is stuck with it.
I see my India as a dream-destination! I see my India as a dream-destination!
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.
Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes. Demise definitely puts a perspective in one’s eyes.
At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the gloomy tree, At the foot of the secular tree he meditates, Draped with silence under the ...
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 ...
So make more memories before time has perished!! So make more memories before time has perished!!
Implementing imagination to words.. Implementing imagination to words..
All’s Well that Ends Well! All’s Well that Ends Well!
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...
Life suddenly has so much room, For feelings of every kind. Life suddenly has so much room, For feelings of every kind.
She struggles to sleep. The blacks of her eyes staring through her eyelids to the white ceiling, She struggles to sleep. The blacks of her eyes staring through her eyelids to t...
Among the ruins of old forts and palaces , Among the ruins of old forts and palaces ,
Gratitude is what I feel, to be one of those few, Gratitude is what I feel, to be one of those few,
We are little sparked.... We are little sparked....
keep it to yourself.. such a good piece! keep it to yourself.. such a good piece!