SHREYA BADGE
Romance Tragedy Others
True love is like,
A Crystal Violet stain...
Which if applied correctly shall color
Overall the applied area.
Only Microbiologist can understand
Fascinating D...
Love
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?
So I re-read our last conversation... So I re-read our last conversation...
Can I touch my Lord’s feet, with highest flight? Can I touch my Lord’s feet, with highest flight?
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
You may come and go, There are no charges, You may come and go, There are no charges,
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
I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two distant worlds. Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two dis...
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...
Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love. Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love.
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...
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.
Wish you were there dear!... Wish you were there dear!...
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