Posts Tagged: life
The Little bird with red feathers ..Love messenger
In the silence of night .. when the wind got wild .. the feather of this bird came turned and twisted , to fall down on my feet.. red was the color , like the red of its beak with light
The Little bird with red feathers ..Love messenger
In the silence of night .. when the wind got wild .. the feather of this bird came turned and twisted , to fall down on my feet.. red was the color , like the red of its beak with light
Love letter (Part 2) .. Long Distance woes
Running to u in the mist of crowd, smiling and giggling when u around .. cant it ever get better without u.. sometimes i feel like am a star , when u bat yr eyes , u cud see me shining there.. but
Love letter (Part 2) .. Long Distance woes
Running to u in the mist of crowd, smiling and giggling when u around .. cant it ever get better without u.. sometimes i feel like am a star , when u bat yr eyes , u cud see me shining there.. but
My dear friend ..
Till the last drop of shadow .. that will drain me out .. i would keep my prayers for you Till the last shine of star ..that will wear out ..i would muse over u .. They say .. Life is the
My dear friend ..
Till the last drop of shadow .. that will drain me out .. i would keep my prayers for you Till the last shine of star ..that will wear out ..i would muse over u .. They say .. Life is the
Love Letter . Long distance woes ..
what is love? .. Love is a continuous emotion . Its a feeling.. .You never, just Fall in love and again the next day be the same individual .. as if gone through some situation and then coming back to
Love Letter . Long distance woes ..
what is love? .. Love is a continuous emotion . Its a feeling.. .You never, just Fall in love and again the next day be the same individual .. as if gone through some situation and then coming back to
Cycling To glory.. A summer afternoon at bay
Weekends can never be how you want them to be.. After 5 days of continuous turmoil of mind and Body , finally you get 2 days to yourself..wait .. its not even to me , its to us. My dear
Cycling To glory.. A summer afternoon at bay
Weekends can never be how you want them to be.. After 5 days of continuous turmoil of mind and Body , finally you get 2 days to yourself..wait .. its not even to me , its to us. My dear
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