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
So I re-read our last conversation... So I re-read our last conversation...
‘Cause I know I will see you again.... ‘Cause I know I will see you again....
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race Oh, how love warms the heart Everyone's in the race
The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor The gloomy nights of autumn Stretches, impeccable languor
His eyes mapped every corner of the town, His eyes mapped every corner of the town,
A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey A cup sits upon a wooden table top Filled with whiskey
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...
I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene. I find the intimate sounds both exciting and serene.
My body was the easel where he hung his canvas, My body was the easel where he hung his canvas,
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...
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.
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...
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.
You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game You strained a broken toy A soaking void Absorbed in evil's game
I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more I found her standing over there while speaking less but seeking more
Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded. Words scribbled out on Pages eft folded.
Wish you were there dear!... Wish you were there dear!...
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