Alissa Singh
Romance Fantasy Inspirational
You are my raindrops, I am the seed
With you and God, who's the light
I bloom and grow so beautifully
Baby, I'm so proud, proud to be your girl
You make the confusion go away
From this cold and mixed up world..
Radio...
U don't own m...
Broken
You Know
God
Comes to You
Knowledge
Home
Feel
Love
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart; Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart;
I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
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
I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well
I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race
How can I live with... How can I live with...
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two distant worlds. Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two dis...
I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm
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...
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...
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more
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...
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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