Sindu Rajasekar
Romance
You complete me
By holding...
You accept me
By proposing..
You create smile
By loving..
And
Lease me your heart
Till my heart stops
By cuddling..
You Complete ...
Be like sunse...
Me as Moon
Stay Close
Let Me Cry
My 4333 Poem
Secularism
Men's Day
My 3333 Poem
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
Like a glue to my broken soul.... Like a glue to my broken soul....
Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
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
I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well I am a poet and writer if you didn’t know me well
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.
Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two distant worlds. Pheromones made melodies in the air Achieving what no one could Unite two dis...
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...
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
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more
How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while enjoying the thunder. How very undyingly precious must be the feeling to be in someone's arms while en...
Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded. Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded.
The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires. The sullen walls made Of our coagulated desires.
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