Syamala Gangula
Romance
I wish I knew
The language
Of your eyes.
And how they,
With no words
Can mesmerize!
Language Of Y...
Conversation ...
Discover My R...
Waves Of Hope
Disappearing ...
Love Theme
Our Time And ...
Love Battle
Sense of Sond...
Unbidden Thou...
For I crave every inch of you. For I crave every inch of you.
I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s! I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s!
See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill. See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill.
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
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.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
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.
Let's walk together for a while. Let's walk together for a while.
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...
If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine. If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine.
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.
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