Chandrima Ghosh
Romance Tragedy Classics
Crying is how your heart speaks
when your lips can't explain the pain you feel.
If only tears were colourful,
my pillow would be an art piece!
Wounded
The Artist's ...
Courage
Solivagant
Twilight Ferv...
Slow death
Thalassophile
Tears: unsaid...
Adieu
Saudade
Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention. Someday, she won't have to crave for a person's attention.
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
Under those shining stars, And that very dark night... Under those shining stars, And that very dark night...
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get solace... My heart beats twice when I see you, Still, my conscience strike my mind to get ...
Like a glue to my broken soul.... Like a glue to my broken soul....
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds. My thoughts merged with the chirping of birds.
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...
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
When they cuddle each other... When they cuddle each other...
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...
Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes. Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes.
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
I chose you, amidst all happiness, I chose you, amidst all happiness,
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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