Gokilaa Devi Sethuramanathan
Abstract Romance Fantasy
I could feel it,
But couldn't express it.
I could write it,
But couldn't read it.
I could see it,
But couldn't show it.
It is the love that
I have on You!
Love Occurs U...
Love On You
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As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most sophisticated philos... Trust, something not even learnt in theory knowledge, Not learnt in the most ...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Nice Nice
Nice.... Nice....
While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want to be younger... While we are small we say I want to be older, As we get older we say I want t...
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of candles burning? Shadows of smeared grey afloat in a dusky eve. Bella, can you hear the sound of ...
He doesn't want to dive deep anymore... He doesn't want to dive deep anymore...
Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri. Just not a hallowed bamboo piece it is shyama's bansuri.
She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carried the burden of he... She was petite, with long hair neatly combed into a bun, Her eyes always carr...
I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode, I repeat this ritual, till my heart stops feeling like it would implode,
Always live with your colour... Always live with your colour...
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
she is the jack of all the trades. she is the jack of all the trades.
What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love for the open road. What we had in common - our restlessness, our impassioned spirits, and a love fo...
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