Vidya Ramesh
Romance
He likes the white,
She likes the yolk.
He likes the meat,
She likes the bones.
He likes the Jamun,
She likes the syrup.
He likes her,
She likes him.
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Love You
Difference
Love
Protector
Best
Foodie's Love
Fire Of Love
Fear
Mystical Crea...
For I crave every inch of you. For I crave every inch of you.
Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention. Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention.
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill. See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill.
So I re-read our last conversation... So I re-read our last conversation...
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 gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
Let's walk together for a while. Let's walk together for a while.
Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love. Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love.
Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are slain by love? Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are sla...
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.
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
Wish you were there dear!... Wish you were there dear!...
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