SULOCHANA M KRISHNA
Romance Tragedy Classics
I know you love someone
Hope you remember me
Let the poem write its own
The speaker's unseen
Glitzy emotions!!
Season 25 Epi...
Shades and Br...
Room with tho...
Being a yummy...
Woven Stories...
Spectacular R...
Why Rafflesia...
Tangled Love
You Won !
Even dark spe...
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.
Love is everywhere… Don’t you think? Love is everywhere… Don’t you think?
‘Cause I know I will see you again.... ‘Cause I know I will see you again....
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine.. Give a visit to my garden sometime, On a bright Sunday's sunshine..
In our fights, Found a strange beginning... In our fights, Found a strange beginning...
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
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...
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
The din of the party so vibrantly loud, The din of the party so vibrantly loud,
Love you again, to tell you one day I may. Love you again, to tell you one day I may.
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...
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
You beautiful song, with finest lyric You beautiful song, with finest lyric
Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night... Should I compare you with the moon, Of a beautiful autumn night...
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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