A little drop of water
Evoke imagine of the creatures
A little drop of water
Refresh trees branches
...
Love at first sight
Why are you Quiet?
Agony and coyness in your eye
Utterance of shy
...
Oh! My dear mother lap
You are never-ending like a nap
World worries vanish
Dad says zap
...
A Psalm Of Life
Life has an itinerary
You have to choose
To determine corruption and literary
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Oh! My dear face
Never be upset
I didn't come to pimples
I didn't come to dimples
...
Love is a waste of time
It's like a Dynamic
Love is a waste of time
It's like a Landmine
...
Ananta Kumar Singh is an Indian author. He hails from Bargarh in the Indian state of Odisha. He pursued his Under Graduation at Ravenshaw University, School Of Language. His Cradle Song is published in Outlook India Weekender Reads.)
A Little Drop Of Water
A little drop of water
Evoke imagine of the creatures
A little drop of water
Refresh trees branches
A little drop of water
The Elegant Beauty of the nature
A little drop of water
Splendour blooms of the flowers
A little drop of water
Express the feelings of the writers
A little drop of water
Monsoon is the season of love.
'You don't regrate your life why it is unfair instead, combat the contests time throw at you'.
'Happiness does not need lakhs of rupees, candles and lights it needs the purity and simplicity of a Life'.