Akshay Pawar
Romance
What withered away may again bloom
But what broke shall not play the same tune
We all are puppets in this universal room
But the time stops after seeing that rain in the month of June!!!
Tears - a hai...
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I Hope
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
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?
However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside! However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside!
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter. Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter.
I will be your Tom, Will you be my Jerry... I will be your Tom, Will you be my Jerry...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
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
When I am unable to bleed... I cry, When I am unable to cry ... I write... When I am unable to bleed... I cry, When I am unable to cry ... I write...
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
The beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, To see beauty in each is a talent... The beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, To see beauty in each is a talent...
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...
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
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
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
You walk in the room and say that you love me... You walk in the room and say that you love me...
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