Aditi Sharma
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Trying so hard to cut her newly grown wings,
Without realizing how much joy her dream brings.
She is a woman that can never be tamed,
For her spirit has that never-giving up flame.
Little Did I ...
Choice
Conquer Anxie...
Woman
You Are A War...
Baby Steps Ev...
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder... I clasp the pitcher to quench my thirst, Just then the claps of thunder...
So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite long, with the situatio... So, the debate between friendship and love flares up again; It’s been quite lon...
I lie here undressed and raven, Over the silky white canvas.. I lie here undressed and raven, Over the silky white canvas..
Waited for a decade yet to complete, though married now with someone else, but still alive. Waited for a decade yet to complete, though married now with someone else, but s...
Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside... Feelings are like crooked lines of our heartbeats, Staying inside...
Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights... Winters crept in, the weathers chill, With misty morns and foggy nights...
How and when was the "Search of self", easy? How and when was the "Search of self", easy?
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Born to a family, nurtured with care, Blessed with a name... Born to a family, nurtured with care, Blessed with a name...
But what of the humans dying so???? But what of the humans dying so????
Together we'll paint the planet! Together we'll paint the planet!
Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity.. Glued to the pages, she is now lost, In this new life and a new identity..
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
They were searching for something, In the garbage heap. They were searching for something, In the garbage heap.
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what is not and then wish... And now though strange, we want the Mondays back Because we only pine for what ...
It’s the money you think, that will make you happy? It’s the money you think, that will make you happy?
Even when the world turns upside down, And there's chaos all around... Even when the world turns upside down, And there's chaos all around...
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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