Girija Virkar Writing

It was always about The little things you did.. I remember the way You looked at me Mesmerized But a little surprised too How was I to know Yo..

You haven't written anything Recently Nothing that can heal my Dead heart You haven't written anything Lately Nothing that can make it Beat a..

Beautiful as it were Peacefully in their bliss Searching for nothing And looking at everything Penning something down With no real direction I..

What do you do? When a tortured soul Lives just for himself What do you say? When someone in desperate Need of semblance talks.. How do you reac..

Cause those feelings Were her undoing.. For she was addicted And the rush of adrenaline She got every time She looked in his eyes And the peace ..

To a tortured soul From a tortured soul A story of never ending Love.. the sweet pain An author's or a poet's Feelings written down To be their..

You strolled in subtly Like a soothing breeze Carrying in the scent of sunshine In my dark gloomy despondent being Making me, helping me And ruff..

Compartment 114
Compartment 114

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