Venkatesh R
Abstract
As white eyes, turns black.
Tears get shed, as a silent inquiry,
It breaks heart, without an aromatic reply.
The Ray Of Ho...
Purge The Evi...
Poetic Bond
Princess Slav...
Wierdo Amie
The Madam Cur...
Will Green, D...
Ode To The Ra...
Mic Mohini Em...
Whispers Of L...
Your spirit is not bodily; It is connected with the very veins and Your spirit is not bodily; It is connected with the very veins and
Beauty is blessedness, euphoria When life unveils her holy face Beauty is blessedness, euphoria When life unveils her holy face
The poem shows that some words are unsaid. The poem shows that some words are unsaid.
The poem describes a mother as a saint. The poem describes a mother as a saint.
The poem shows the person died trying for the best. The poem shows the person died trying for the best.
Beautiful and full of warmth You were not the only one whom I loved But you're the on Beautiful and full of warmth You were not the only one whom I loved But yo...
Death Death
Short-lived against ferocious waves Dashing on sands, white and smooth Short-lived against ferocious waves Dashing on sands, white and smooth
The. the poem shows what things scare the poet. The. the poem shows what things scare the poet.
She looked at herself with great reproach, Wondered when her joyful days will approach She looked at herself with great reproach, Wondered when her joyful days will...
Lost to self; Down the lovely lane; Ebbs of tears break the bridge; Lost to self; Down the lovely lane; Ebbs of tears break the bridge;
Regardless of your imperfection, you are perfect. Regardless of your imperfection, you are perfect.
Tunes along with the ebbs reach; Another soul waiting along the shore Tunes along with the ebbs reach; Another soul waiting along the shore
Sun shines on the sea, Captured in the golden frame... Sun shines on the sea, Captured in the golden frame...
The poet wants her lover back in life. The poet wants her lover back in life.
The poem questions why there is no love left. The poem questions why there is no love left.
The poem wants the lover to accept all heart, soul, mistakes, and fear. The poem wants the lover to accept all heart, soul, mistakes, and fear.
My thoughts go back in time Nostalgia holding me in its grip My son is now in foreign My thoughts go back in time Nostalgia holding me in its grip My son is now...
The poem describes the childhood. The poem describes the childhood.
Words can't show the beauty And the vastness it shows Words can't show the beauty And the vastness it shows