sushil kumar gochhayat
Abstract Romance
Allow me to become the rain
For wetting the arid land
Of your body.
Sundering from the time
Let me
Inject the pain of love,
And conquer you fully.
Gushing my every emotion
Into your every nerve,
Let me be yours forever.
Hope
How Can I
I Stand Alone...
The Hirakhand...
I am a fault
I
As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen... As I risk my beliefs to fall in love with a heathen...
You know bub It all comes back Sure does You know bub It all comes back Sure does
The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday... The mind is a mindless writer, It writes everyday...
In me Death resides. Life still dwells In me Death resides. Life still dwells
nice.. nice..
I know you don't need me anymore. I know you don't need me anymore.
How many different people Are there inside you? How many different people Are there inside you?
The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of course some health advi... The only thing I could give you is my heartfelt words of thankfulness and of cou...
I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart. I miss you dad from the bottom of my heart.
Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island with a golden color. Long long years after thousands of flowers will bloom on this strange island wit...
My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open hearts, My city is waiting for her delightful children, To welcome them with open heart...
eventually became a rebel... eventually became a rebel...
Hold on to your faith... Hold on to your faith...
'Breathe' they say.... 'Breathe' they say....
She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?" She didn't question what she felt, Her fascination revolved around "the why?"
The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace. The moment my head hits the soft pillow I delve into a world of peace.
The butterfly kisses the flowers.. The butterfly kisses the flowers..
In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain. In darkest hours Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.
However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart. However much we dissect time We do not reach its heart.
Not to anyone but to yourself. Not to anyone but to yourself.
Library
Profile
