I remember the old days and listen to the music which I used to listen to with him (moon). I remember the old days and listen to the music which I used to listen to with h...

Neither did his peers Nor friends with him stay His family, wife, kids, mother Onl Neither did his peers Nor friends with him stay His family, wife, kids, m...

It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poems on Sunday It's strange when, You gaze at the moon and wish for a hand. You hunt poem...

The poet wants her lover back in life. The poet wants her lover back in life.

Deep in your eyes looking Deep in your eyes looking

Those are strange little secrets, I couldn't tell you. Those are strange little secrets, I couldn't tell you.