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...
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
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....
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
I always admire, To peep into his pure heart... I always admire, To peep into his pure heart...
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
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..
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
Lust is that tag that defines love. Lust is that tag that defines love.
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
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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