Manju Sam
Romance
Love is spontaneous
I look into your eyes,
Locks up for a moment,
Into eternal gaze,
Promise of unspoken love,
A long spell cast upon us,
Magic of the memory.
Castle
Hope
Morning Coffe...
Promise of Lo...
Destination
Melange
The Lone Tree
Ancestral Hom...
waves
Black Poetry
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone.... A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone....
When you texted me those three magical words ... When you texted me those three magical words ...
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
You and me are perfect in our imperfections... You and me are perfect in our imperfections...
You bore the pain so much that you closed the windows; You bore the pain so much that you closed the windows;
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
Summer sun shines And I melt into poetries. Summer sun shines And I melt into poetries.
When the ocean of sorrow flows through my window When the ocean of sorrow flows through my window
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
Their souls together shined there like neon.. Their souls together shined there like neon..
Like a hundred broken dreams Like a hundred broken dreams
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
Breathing The musk of your love, I want to finish The errand Of all insecurities. Breathing The musk of your love, I want to finish The errand Of all inse...
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...
Undress me from my lonely thoughts, Undress me from my lonely thoughts,
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
I am waiting to recreate the scene once more wish this time you whisk me away to a different world a... I am waiting to recreate the scene once more wish this time you whisk me away to...
Talking to myself, sitting on my bean bag Talking to myself, sitting on my bean bag
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