MULA VEERESWARA RAO
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She may cover her body with ornaments
She may be decorated with a silk saree
It's only to decorate her body
Not to enhance her self esteem
To the man
Still she is an object of enjoyment!
For her
Freedom is the moon in the mirror!
Teacher
Between you a...
Euthanasia
Beauty Beyond
Night
Still Your So...
On the street...
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Roaring Rain
Missing
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention. Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention.
Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart; Let us go to a dreamland sweetheart;
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
Never knew this would be our happy ending Never knew this would be our happy ending
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....
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
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.
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well
Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two distant worlds. Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two dis...
Let us stay awake till 4 am and blabber about random things, but not fall in love. Let us stay awake till 4 am and blabber about random things, but not fall in lov...
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,
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
I wrote her a letter, Plenty of them followed, I wrote her a letter, Plenty of them followed,
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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