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Baroda city was sleeping.
Loneliness was growing. The mist was enveloping.Boarding down from ships. The wind is walking on land.I’m crying locked up in a glass cage.Loneliness surrounding me. It’s torture.
Loneliness was growing. The mist was enveloping.Boarding down from ships. The wind is walking on land.I’m crying locked up in a glass cage.Loneliness surrounding me. It’s torture.
Your thoughts are making me go sleepless.
Moon didn’t kiss me and offered me a coffee in the morning.
Moon didn’t kiss me and offered me a coffee in the morning.
She’s not here to blow out a speck falling into my eyes.
Why aren’t you here with me to calm my ruffled mind?
Why aren’t you here with me to calm my ruffled mind?
I’m here and you are there.
These moments of loneliness are like years for me.
These moments of loneliness are like years for me.
Sea is here blue is there. Have we become a paradigm for it?
Baroda city was sleeping.
Loneliness was growing. The mist was enveloping.
Loneliness was growing. The mist was enveloping.
My pen writes imposition of your name in my diary.
My pen acquires sweetness with ants swarming it.
My pen acquires sweetness with ants swarming it.
Though it’s chill out here.
Why this hotty summer has turned into winter this moment?
Why this hotty summer has turned into winter this moment?
If you come, my dear.
Even cold ice will burnt into lava.
Even cold ice will burnt into lava.
The city of Baroda was asleep.
Loneliness has been rising. The mist has been enveloping.
Boarding off the boat. The wind is walking on the field.
Loneliness has been rising. The mist has been enveloping.
Boarding off the boat. The wind is walking on the field.
I cry locked up in a glass cage.
The loneliness around me. The loneliness around me. It’s a torture thing.
The loneliness around me. The loneliness around me. It’s a torture thing.
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