Sukanya Basu Mallik
Romance
Under my hushed,
Whispered words,
My lips near your ears,
In these late and tranquil hours,
I bid you sweet dreams.
May my night pulse
Our love through your veins.
Goodnight, my love.
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Rain
No Idea
Oriental Roma...
Sensations
Dreams Of My ...
Cure
Muffins And C...
Sea
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?
I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes
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....
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
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 ...
Like a glue to my broken soul.... Like a glue to my broken soul....
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
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...
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm
When they cuddle each other... When they cuddle each other...
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...
Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes. Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes.
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
I chose you, amidst all happiness, I chose you, amidst all happiness,
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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