Bharathh Pothuraju
Romance Fantasy
The whisper of your Breeze
Gently flowing through
The window, let me
Soul unwrap my feathers
To fly along,
For the long sojourn.
Cause I was
Stranded in
A Castle of Chaos.
- Whispering Conscience.
- Inked Heart.
Juggle
Cold
Groove
Dark
Despair
On The Wall
You
You.
Her
Eternal
You are my earth bound angel, Who has come into my life... You are my earth bound angel, Who has come into my life...
Carved in a single letter, Carved in a paper which surpass reality, We are real And we are ... Carved in a single letter, Carved in a paper which surpass reality, We are...
Love's whispers are heard Love's whispers are heard
In the chaos, they found peace, Their love a bond that would not cease. In the chaos, they found peace, Their love a bond that would not cease.
We find our treasure We find our treasure
Someday I know I'll meet her, We'll reunite, We'll be to gather, Someday I know I'll meet her, We'll reunite, We'll be to gather,
If envy was the unit to measure love, trust me, I love you the most. For I envy! If envy was the unit to measure love, trust me, I love you the most. For I envy...
You caress me with your long soft hair Covering my eyes with your eyelids clouding my mind You caress me with your long soft hair Covering my eyes with your eyelids clo...
The poem describes love as a verb and as strong as death. The poem describes love as a verb and as strong as death.
But My love for you will never die, No matter how much you tease me... But My love for you will never die, No matter how much you tease me...
The chortle of laughter of a child, Both smiles and grimaces in plain sight The chortle of laughter of a child, Both smiles and grimaces in plain sight
I will gather all the love in the world and throw it in a shower of flowers at your feet. I will gather all the love in the world and throw it in a shower of flowers at y...
I will just live my life In the sin of being in extreme love with you I will just live my life In the sin of being in extreme love with you
There is something beautiful about being with your beloved in the drizzle, isn't it? Here is a poeti... There is something beautiful about being with your beloved in the drizzle, isn't...
With every stumble, every fall, We rise again, heeding the call. With every stumble, every fall, We rise again, heeding the call.
Here I sit each morning, Holding our memories in life Here I sit each morning, Holding our memories in life
The mirror you have - it never lies. Be it the night or day full of light, The mirror you have - it never lies. Be it the night or day full of light,
A journey of love and happiness A journey of love and happiness
This is our tale. A tale centuries apart. I am Alison. Who are you? This is our tale. A tale centuries apart. I am Alison. Who are you?
"Thinking of the times that I should’ve told, “You know, I always had a thing for you.” "Thinking of the times that I should’ve told, “You know, I always had a thing fo...
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