Shivangi Srivastava
Fantasy
The sky is falling with the rainstorm hailing,
The night is lonely waiting for a warm hearing.
Watch out for beautiful bushes that are so in wind waving
Here for wonderful memories...
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I want to fly, Get the approach high... I want to fly, Get the approach high...
The sun was up, yet, there wasn’t any hue. The sun was up, yet, there wasn’t any hue.
I'll write a million poems To the lovers I'll write a million poems To the lovers
Oh, this old memories of love is a great old story that ends in great pain. Oh, this old memories of love is a great old story that ends in great pain.
Woke up looking to have a little ray of hope, Like the folded sheets of my bed, Woke up looking to have a little ray of hope, Like the folded sheets of my be...
I float on the ivory clouds I float on the ivory clouds
If poems are magic... If poems are magic...
I see your face in my smartphone frame, Each time I touch the screen to light.. I see your face in my smartphone frame, Each time I touch the screen to light...
The rain is back, I hear it pouring, I hear the drops tapping on my window... The rain is back, I hear it pouring, I hear the drops tapping on my window...
You and me, and our pithy chats, Warm embraces, and early morning hugs. You and me, and our pithy chats, Warm embraces, and early morning hugs.
I was wondering if we really die in this life time or not? I was wondering if we really die in this life time or not?
Who are you, standing alone on the sand? I am the lonely wolf. Who are you, standing alone on the sand? I am the lonely wolf.
What you see is not real me... What you see is not real me...
And maybe I froze, When you touched me like that.. And maybe I froze, When you touched me like that..
Lo! Behold! It was a day, in merry May... Lo! Behold! It was a day, in merry May...
"fed up with this quarantine? "fed up with this quarantine?
You liked songs which I never knew, You liked songs which I never knew,
I think I am going to let that fragile thought flow today ...Who knows what’s in the weather tomorro... I think I am going to let that fragile thought flow today ...Who knows what’s in...
I wish I could leave People and their memories I wish I could leave People and their memories
We’ll craft you the lightning, strike away from your chain We’ll craft you the lightning, strike away from your chain
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