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,
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race
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
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race
How can I live with... How can I live with...
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
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...
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...
Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes. Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes.
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
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
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...
Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded. Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
Library
Profile
