Ritika Kumari
Romance Fantasy
You hold my hands
Or
Show me your feets
Because Nomore I can hold this dilemma in my heart
You and I are still apart
Either you come
Show me the path.
I Saw A Bird
Inner Voice
I Leave It To...
Where Death K...
Secret Langua...
You Hold My H...
The One Above...
Yes! Darling
When Heart Is...
If you fall i...
I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes I wish this poem were pixie dust. To throw into your eyes
Under those shining stars, And that very dark night... Under those shining stars, And that very dark night...
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....
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....
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
The heaven lock, Between thee and me... The heaven lock, Between thee and me...
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race I wish I could tell you To quit the rat-race
How can I live with... How can I live with...
Often in the midst, she would ask me for a while Often in the midst, she would ask me for a while
I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm I’m drowning, Into a light, calm storm
When they cuddle each other... When they cuddle each other...
I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship, I promised to myself to turn this obsession into friendship,
The lock, this cruel reality. The lock, this cruel reality.
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...
I chose you, amidst all happiness, I chose you, amidst all happiness,
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
Talking to myself, sitting on my bean bag Talking to myself, sitting on my bean bag
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