Ashford Lyonette
Drama
Profession and pay
Have mugged me of a childhood
Of mirth and candy
The Playgroun...
The Me In Her
To Santa
Blue Christma...
Kindle Kinder...
Trump Card
Bollywood Has...
COVID -19 PHO...
Grandpa's Can...
Sarkari Babu
Hickory dickory dock, it’s the dooms day clock, The clock struck three, there’s nowhere to flee..... Hickory dickory dock, it’s the dooms day clock, The clock struck three, there...
Realisation then struck her, That the world is a sleazy place No one would be your support Not unles... Realisation then struck her, That the world is a sleazy place No one would be yo...
He had tried, so long, but all in vain; He had tried, so long, but all in vain;
Gallantry! is the experience of years Gallantry! is the experience of years
Her scars turned to feathers who took her to the sun For now her throne was the sun and she was the... Her scars turned to feathers who took her to the sun For now her throne was the...
I promise you, my dear heart, I won't be able to bring the moon on floor.... I promise you, my dear heart, I won't be able to bring the moon on floor......
Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, Like dust, I let gath... Why bother with clocks if they Don’t measure the most important things, L...
To cage a bird with fluorescent wings, Isn't worth a try. It might hurt your feelings, But let the ... To cage a bird with fluorescent wings, Isn't worth a try. It might hurt your fe...
You will never see him, But you will hurt him again... You will never see him, But you will hurt him again...
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And the trees of mango, cashews and pepper… And the trees of mango, cashews and pepper…
You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love... You hold me close with the little something words of deception of your love...
The poem is a cliche of questions to describe and propose his love . The poem is a cliche of questions to describe and propose his love .
Every step I take is scrutinised, my life an open book, I endeavour to be a “woman of substance” wi... Every step I take is scrutinised, my life an open book, I endeavour to be a “wo...
Tears are not a sign of weakness Tears are not a sign of weakness
When I give birth, I am the MOTHER. I idealise love. For you, my child, I am the world! When I give birth, I am the MOTHER. I idealise love. For you, my child, I am t...
Isn't the fight we know now has always been fought? Isn't everything we do now is inspired from the ... Isn't the fight we know now has always been fought? Isn't everything we do now i...
I love the colour of the maple, oak forest I love the colour of the maple, oak forest
Oh Why O Death Oh Why? Oh Why O Death Oh Why?