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Oh my Gulaab! I can't believe in my eyes after watching last 2 episodes the kinda love, passion, devotion I always imagined/described via poetry from Sandy's side is coming out true!! I'm still in š² state. My excitement level is 2x than what I feel @ my DBC time to see for how long she'll remain in this passionate romantic notion.š.
Anyhow how can I miss the opportunity to make SoorYa moments little more special thru my poetry after all it's SoorYa who always inspired me to write poem!ā¤ļø!
SoorYa's attires in blue shades adding sparkles like a stars. What to say about their chemistry, biology, particle physics : ultra magical.āŗļø.
Anyhow how can I miss the opportunity to make SoorYa moments little more special thru my poetry after all it's SoorYa who always inspired me to write poem!ā¤ļø!
SoorYa's attires in blue shades adding sparkles like a stars. What to say about their chemistry, biology, particle physics : ultra magical.āŗļø.
ā¤ļøCryptic of my Inner Soulā¤ļø
It is not from the cryptic of the ocean,
but from the cryptic of my inner soul.
I'll impart unto you my angelic devotion,
Till we both grow grey and old.
How cryptic is the devotion of my love,
with every beat my heart does beat.
thru every chamber my blood does flow,
the cultism of my love shall sweep,
till we both grow grey and old.
Such philia I find in thy words,
Thy sweet benignity knows no bound.
With each new day we'll soar like the birds,
In this love we have found.
Thy words meld my heart like butter,
Close to a lover's angelic warm embrace.
My soul oozes from words thy emits,
My heart does beat from thy grace.
So from the cryptic of the ocean,
Our love shall always find.
A treasure I call "true devotion,
but from the cryptic of my inner soul.
I'll impart unto you my angelic devotion,
Till we both grow grey and old.
How cryptic is the devotion of my love,
with every beat my heart does beat.
thru every chamber my blood does flow,
the cultism of my love shall sweep,
till we both grow grey and old.
Such philia I find in thy words,
Thy sweet benignity knows no bound.
With each new day we'll soar like the birds,
In this love we have found.
Thy words meld my heart like butter,
Close to a lover's angelic warm embrace.
My soul oozes from words thy emits,
My heart does beat from thy grace.
So from the cryptic of the ocean,
Our love shall always find.
A treasure I call "true devotion,
In poetry our love shall entwine.
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