Saranya Bhattacharjee
Romance Tragedy Fantasy
Just like a melody you can't get out of your head...
The words that I couldn't bring myself to say,
The warm scent that I still can't get out of my brain,
Now that even the leftover ashes have faded away...
Drops Of Love
Sunshine
Faded Away
Numb
The Darkness ...
I'll Be There...
You Never Cha...
Shattered
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
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....
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,
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.
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
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.
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...
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.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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