Pratyay Das Sarma
Romance
Looking back at you my beloved
As all the memories fade...
In your arms my body withers,
In your eyes my journey shall end.
World In Lock...
Demons
Fall In Love ...
The Past
Blissful Deat...
Drifters
The Old Heart...
Everlasting V...
Impendence Of...
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
‘Cause I know I will see you again.... ‘Cause I know I will see you again....
A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone.... A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone....
Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while enjoying the thunder. How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while en...
Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded. Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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