Kavya Sowmian
Romance
The pages are about you,
I turn them every day
With a hope that it never ends!
The Spirit Of...
The Girl Diar...
Nostalgia
Love
Coffee
A tribute to this tall, handsome guy I so crazily love that it has almost turned out to be a messy a... A tribute to this tall, handsome guy I so crazily love that it has almost turned...
Blowing together the burning candle Their names shining on chocolate cake Blowing together the burning candle Their names shining on chocolate cake
Stomped on my soul, ripped my heart Stomped on my soul, ripped my heart
Their souls together shined there like neon.. Their souls together shined there like neon..
You lock your lips to my lips Before they place my body on the pyre, You lock your lips to my lips Before they place my body on the pyre,
Love was floating in his eyes At the age of 62 he fell in love Love was floating in his eyes At the age of 62 he fell in love
My feelings were the footprints, On the lonely shore of your life, My feelings were the footprints, On the lonely shore of your life,
Looking straight into your eyes, I want to hold you tight. Looking straight into your eyes, I want to hold you tight.
The poem defines love as the most valuable thing. The poem defines love as the most valuable thing.
Of love we write, and of love we must sing Of love we write, and of love we must sing
I lay almost lifeless on my bed I lay almost lifeless on my bed
But when the dark rules, will you hold on to me tight? But when the dark rules, will you hold on to me tight?
The poem shows that love is not a game to be played. The poem shows that love is not a game to be played.
It's been a while since I have been with you It's been a while since I have been with you
I'm afraid of loving So I turn away and close my heart I'm afraid of loving So I turn away and close my heart
Novice, I were in the whirlwind dubbed love Novice, I were in the whirlwind dubbed love
For what I was and still am wont to be, I have no one to thank for setting free For what I was and still am wont to be, I have no one to thank for setting fr...
And push their tired legs up distant hills... And push their tired legs up distant hills...
Thou art thee remedies of my thousands ‘wounds’; Thou art thee remedies of my thousands ‘wounds’;
Broken hearted... Broken hearted...