Shriyeta Biswas
Romance
She is kind, a heart made of honey.
He is reserved, opposite of sunny.
No one would ever think
They would be together
But they are the moon and sun
For each other.
Home Quaranti...
Morning Madne...
Unforgettable...
Time Travel
Oh so lonely
Magic Ink
Caught Red-Ha...
Serendipity
Only If
Eyes
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
For I crave every inch of you. For I crave every inch of you.
I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s! I am breathing heavily today, They say, “It’s Valentine’s!
See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill. See, the void getting bigger which you tried so hard to fill.
Under those shining stars, And that very dark night... Under those shining stars, And that very dark night...
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
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 ...
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
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
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Let's walk together for a while. Let's walk together for a while.
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...
If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine. If wishing for a second chance is a thing, then it will be mine.
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 lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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