Bharathh Pothuraju
Romance
May those dots in the dark
Be untouched;
Only to drive ahead;
By connecting,
Those fresh beats fibbing
To touch upon the Soul.
Only to stay by &
Breath with You.
Juggle
Cold
Groove
Dark
Despair
On The Wall
You
You.
Her
Eternal
For I crave every inch of you. For I crave every inch of you.
I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s! I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s!
See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill. See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill.
Under those shining stars, And that very dark night... Under those shining stars, And that very dark night...
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....
My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get solace... My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get ...
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds. My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds.
A free verse poem on the impending rain A free verse poem on the impending rain
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Let's walk together for a while. Let's walk together for a while.
Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dynamic... Rustling leaves, wind playing its own music, Orange dusk, rainbows are way dy...
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...
If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine. If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine.
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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