Prachi Mishra
Romance
Your heart is my sun
It nourishes me
And
Gives me life
It beats only for you
My darling dear wife
If You're Ask...
Time is light
Friendship
My dad
Test
Life
Mom
Be happy ever...
Don't Quit
Good Timber
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
So I re-read our last conversation... So I re-read our last conversation...
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....
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
I always admire, To peep into his pure heart... I always admire, To peep into his pure heart...
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again... Somewhere between the best and the worst We all would unite again...
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
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.
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.
Lust is that tag that defines love. Lust is that tag that defines love.
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
Wish you were there dear!... Wish you were there dear!...
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