Must you love me more
If I get into IIT
Friends, Faces
Go to different places
It Rains
Love and Peace
Will not
Make them like you
Sunlight filtering In
Crow cries
Time to sleep
Bloody hands?
Wipe the stain
On God's face
I have a bleeding heart
My Friends,
Do you not notice?
Should we not,
Kill the spider
To save the butterfly?
We have the internet
So why not
Potholes?
Its alright
Mother is here
She will pay
1411 Left
We won't move
Till single digits
