You are the Music in Me(AR) Thread#2 Link - PG150 - Page 44

Originally posted by: anushkajain

awesome piece of work 👏
jus read all of it😊
n i loved it to the core😃
superb work done by u⭐️
do continue soon😊
pm me as well

Originally posted by: Mvinfff

Awesome part !!!

Hey Madura

I missed u so much...how r u dear? It's so long since we talked na? Hope u missed me too...Now coming to the part...So heart-warming and romantic. Really loved it like anything...You wrote AR feelings, their love very beautifully...They both rally love and need each other...The way Riddhima took care of Armaan...choo chweett...Completely understood their fear...after all they are reunited after whole 5 years...Hope ab kuch bura na ho...Love their kisses and hugs...The song are my fav too. Want to read more so do try to continue soon...Thanks for the PM...Take care

Lots of Love

Geet

Originally posted by: BS999

update soon

Originally posted by: sjain

HEHE I want to be a silent reader

Beautiful - The chapter , the story and above all their love . This chapter reminded me of a poem by Claude Mckay -" Romance " . It's like you have embedded the essence of the poem in this chapter . Have you read it ? If not , I dedicate it to this enamouring chapter .

Originally posted by: Redrose21

Why Mahua? 😔
If u don't mind, may i know the reason?

Originally posted by: prayasbanetta10

Beautiful - The chapter , the story and above all their love . This chapter reminded me of a poem by Claude Mckay -" Romance " . It's like you have embedded the essence of the poem in this chapter . Have you read it ? If not , I dedicate it to this enamouring chapter .

To clasp you now and feel your head close-pressed,
Scented and warm against my beating breast;

To whisper soft and quivering your name,
And drink the passion burning in your frame;

To lie at full length, taut, with cheek to cheek,
And tease your mouth with kisses till you speak

Love words, mad words, dream words, sweet senseless words,
Melodious like notes of mating birds;

To hear you ask if I shall love always,
And myself answer: Till the end of days;

To feel your easeful sigh of happiness
When on your trembling lips I murmur: Yes;

It is so sweet. We know it is not true.
What matters it? The night must shed her dew.

We know it is not true, but it is sweet --
The poem with this music is complete.