Neha Joseph
Romance
I love you now.
I loved you then.
I will love you tomorrow
and to the time that never ends.
Love Always S...
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Smile
Feeling Of Yo...
Promise
When We Had A...
Just Thoughts
Mantra Of Lov...
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Happiness
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
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..
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
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
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
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...
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
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
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while enjoying the thunder. How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while en...
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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