Posts by Neeraj Tyagi
The road is long,
The trees facing winds,
Green grasses
The road is long, The trees facing winds, Green grasses shaking, With each swirl of wind. Let me find the balance, Without loosing halos, Let me fil...
The road is long, The trees facing winds, Green grasses shaking, With each swirl of wind. Let me find the balance, Without loosing halos, Let me fil...
The smell of burnt wood
I felt like a fragrance
Stormed my aged
The smell of burnt wood I felt like a fragrance Stormed my aged brain The memories of my innocence When I was a child Always on the ride Sat near a Fi...
The smell of burnt wood I felt like a fragrance Stormed my aged brain The memories of my innocence When I was a child Always on the ride Sat near a Fi...
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