Something haunting her From the bottom of heart She is so restive that she Can’t bear this anymore. Among the various whys Strained to find the best fit Nothing in step with her pain She is drowned in deep love. Her soul is burning to…

She just wanna lie on the bed With her hands resting on his chest Her days are nowhere to be found When the cuddling nights are far-off She is stuck in past, lost in thoughts Thru the evokes of tangled fingers She just needs to…

The power of his eyes The magic of his fingers The naughtiness of the all In him make her so hooked And inseparable from him.

She will never forget how much you love her, Caress n coddle her and the way you drive her wild. And she will never forget if she ever caught you, As the more intense she is, the less likely to forget.

It’s not the passion in his eyes that she loves It’s not the boldness in his bones that she likes It’s not the brainy words that catch her at once It’s not the charisma in his voice that allures her But it’s his confident vibes…

It was challenging for me to say a no, As it was tough for me to upset you. Hence I was behind a yes even though, I lacked my space and ease with a yes.   I know, they are only my real friends, Who…

Four little cutie pies The ultra-modern gen Playing ping pong With their own rules. Laughing aloud on Hitting the opponent. One tot opining his mate “Chance to win if play together”.

You never know the positive vibe I cherish While resting in your divine arms While sleeping under your breath. You never know how my days are worthless If I miss your desirous gestures If my nights are not around you.

I am bound to my realm, where I am content With all the humanly pleasures around my shell. But I can never be a frog in the well, and hence Got the bell to break the shell of my comfort zone.

Melted my bones, Fought with time Struggled to no end Packed every inch of brain After a long awaited period Breathtaking minutes over now Can’t say that I’m least Bothered about the upshots But words of Gita consoles me ‘Everything happens for good’