Trishna Damodar
Romance
Our love is no story,
As every story has an end.
Ours is limitless,
Not bound by time.
One that goes the distance,
Just for a smile.
Our love is priceless,
One that cannot be measured in kind
Words
Hypocrisy
A Girl
Say it to Me
Trust
Our Love
Forever Valen...
A Serene Exch...
An Embrace
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
I always admire, To peep into his pure heart... I always admire, To peep into his pure heart...
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds. My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
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...
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.
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
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...
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
Lust is that tag that defines love. Lust is that tag that defines love.
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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