Rohit Singh
Abstract Romance
Rush,
is your
red blush.
Rushing inside
my head and leaves it perplexed forever.
©writingsforheart
Caged bird
Lonely Stars
Her Voice
Tyburn
A Loner
Her Blush
My Dear
Nature
Fool's Gold
In My Thought...
The peak of the mountain is bathed in light The peak of the mountain is bathed in light
The poem describes life after the mother's death. The poem describes life after the mother's death.
You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you. You will never be at peace If they find their voice in you.
You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for their chances... You start from the tree having thousand branches, Where caged birds hanging for...
Nice.... Nice....
With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears With all the ransom paid, she left, with no tears
I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly... I was lying in my couch and looking into vacuum aimlessly...
The young sapling battling against the wild wind... The young sapling battling against the wild wind...
Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more, Tired in my seat, I opened my eyes miles I had flown to know what is more,
If only, for the long lost horizon.... If only, for the long lost horizon....
Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is breathtaking Why fear, why excite, why react only to the unusual When everything you do is b...
Judged only by the outer cover? Judged only by the outer cover?
My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms of my UNKNOWN SHADO... My life is a heart pierced by broken arrow, still I wanted to remain in the arms...
Two girls who knew how to live in the moment Two girls who knew how to live in the moment
What crushes is the divine truth! What crushes is the divine truth!
The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed; The masks of the skulls needn’t be exposed; it may be you, face decomposed;
Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate.... Thus left am I, only I A mortal of no importance, Scribing the norms of fate....
Your permission or approval is not required! Your permission or approval is not required!
Aspiring to achieve is fun Aspiring to achieve is fun
Will my dream remain forever a dream? Will my dream remain forever a dream?