Anaghashree A
Romance Inspirational
Love is divine,
Love is sacrifice,
Love is childishness,
Love is perfection,
Love is screams,
Love is Radha,
Love is Krishna,
Love is an embrace,
Love is warmth,
Love is pink roses...
This Is Us
Sudha The Nec...
Maya Bazzar
Suman Aunty
Love Undermin...
Rang Barse
Love
Respect Indi...
Breathless A...
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
Under those shining stars, And that very dark night... Under those shining stars, And that very dark night...
My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get solace... My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get ...
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
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
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
When they cuddle each other... When they cuddle each other...
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 beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
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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