Hinal Mhatre
Drama
Yeah,
I thought-
I would not
Write about
You.
So,
I write-
Think about
Nothing's Wro...
Crowd
Not The Same ...
Pure White So...
You
Clouds Go By
Saturated Spo...
Irises
Big Big Bubbl...
Crescent Moon
Sometimes I can make out it's a dream and sometimes not... Sometimes I can make out it's a dream and sometimes not...
"I scream even when there is no voice, no shudder been heard, I try not to look at them, their faces... "I scream even when there is no voice, no shudder been heard, I try not to look ...
To those bull heads, what would I say For me chai, would be the only slay. To those bull heads, what would I say For me chai, would be the only slay.
Like always, she was ridiculed again, She couldn't help but curse the bane. Like always, she was ridiculed again, She couldn't help but curse the bane.
There's a demon within me. There's a demon within me.
I said hello, but she did not respond... I said hello, but she did not respond...
Like a phoenix rising up through its ashes Like a phoenix rising up through its ashes
How do I still love, commit? How do I still love, commit?
We shared secrets...we shared thoughts...we talked about life We shared secrets...we shared thoughts...we talked about life
I cannot mend the years gone by Only ask for forgiveness and another chance. I cannot mend the years gone by Only ask for forgiveness and another chance.
I sit at the edge of the cliff and stare at the unattended loneliness. I sit at the edge of the cliff and stare at the unattended loneliness.
Sometimes I want to sing a song of her name, Sometimes I even want to forget my name. Sometimes I want to sing a song of her name, Sometimes I even want to forget my ...
Salute to that womb that gives birth to the girl child Salute to that womb that gives birth to the girl child
This painful silence is equally given to all But this heart ache won't stop until you move on This painful silence is equally given to all But this heart ache won't stop unti...
The poem speaks about the baggage of obsolete memories that we find hard to let go. The poem speaks about the baggage of obsolete memories that we find hard to l...
A son expresses his love and gratitude for his parents A son expresses his love and gratitude for his parents
True friend should not only share and'LEND' True friend should not only share and'LEND'
But my moms lap and my dads shoulder,is my dream I die for. But my moms lap and my dads shoulder,is my dream I die for.
The crawling feet are running away The crawling feet are running away
Seasons change, so do people, Memories won't, fresh as a maple. Seasons change, so do people, Memories won't, fresh as a maple.
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