hey girl
pick up that head...
no tears but the angst can be read
you got loads to learn and way to fly
if a man couldn't measure up, let him try or say bye
but you straighten up and fly right
coz the love of you, for gods sake the love of you is the sun for a thousand plants,
the million saplings that i am
I need that light,
that warmth of you or i wither...
jeez girl you are my weather
something i take with me,
where ever i go
i only pretend to be the pillar
after ages i put together the words extinct from the terrain of my mind
i love you
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Another Saturday morning found me giving art classes in Saksham- an NGO school for underprivileged children of a huge labor class population... -
So we are in this pseudo-socio world where we live with our own reflections more than anything else. While we are too engrossed with ourselv...
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