Ramashankar Roy 'शंकर केहरी'
Romance
I miss those days
When I was I
You were no where
Neither near nor dear
Free from vagaries and fear
You came saw and won over
That I gathered from all where
Tangible intangible all together
God Of Love
Every time I ...
Morning Once ...
Love Is More ...
Believe It or...
I Feel
When We Get T...
Your eyes mad...
However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside! However, respecting women is my top priority which is impossible to subside!
So I re-read our last conversation... So I re-read our last conversation...
For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.! For you are my true companion, my dainty spectacles.!
Can I touch my Lord’s feet, with highest flight? Can I touch my Lord’s feet, with highest flight?
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....
Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter. Someone's always going to judge; someone will always start the useless banter.
I will be your Tom, Will you be my Jerry... I will be your Tom, Will you be my Jerry...
You may come and go, There are no charges, You may come and go, There are no charges,
Please don’t panic our love is immortal. Please don’t panic our love is immortal.
When I am unable to bleed... I cry, When I am unable to cry ... I write... When I am unable to bleed... I cry, When I am unable to cry ... I write...
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
Do they have pretty endings? Do they have pretty endings?
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
The beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, To see beauty in each is a talent... The beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, To see beauty in each is a talent...
Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love. Take my hand and I will lead you home Back to a pure unspoiled love.
Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are slain by love? Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are sla...
Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twenties but still, She l... Shunning the wrinkles and spots she had was dressed up like someone in the twent...
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
You walk in the room and say that you love me... You walk in the room and say that you love me...
Wish you were there dear!... Wish you were there dear!...
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