• He Is A Child

    The paint brush is moving in the air, creating creatures.
    A big sized ball behind the wall, making signatures.
    Ishaan's heart beats up, his mind shoots up doing literatures.
    Books turns into flowers, insects turn into helicopters.... more »

  • I Don'T Want To Cry

    I don't want to cry,
    My tears won't dry,
    I was on high,
    I was shy,... more »

  • When I Speak

    When I speak
    my words go deep
    And she says, you are a creep.... more »

  • When I Was Young

    When I was young
    I thought, i will earn money
    When I become big
    I will enjoy... more »