swarupbhattacharya263
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Joined: November 2023 Last seen: 17 days ago

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I thank to my fate. I thank to my fate. When the brink of the cup touches your pearl lips. I become jealous to the cup. When the red rose adorns your casked hair. I become jealous to the rose. When tear drops roll down through your rosy cheeks. I become... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya.*	0 Views added 28 days ago	Rating
When the night was constant. When the night was constant. When the night was constant. The moon was behind the cloud. Even the crickets were not singing nightly choirs and only an ominous silence was pervaded. My heart was beating rapidly. My eyes were hanging the... – *by Swarup Bhhattacharya*	0 Views added 29 days ago	Rating
When the night was constant. When the night was constant. When the night was constant. The moon was behind the cloud. Even the crickets were not singing nightly choirs and only an ominous silence was pervaded. My heart was beating rapidly. My eyes were hanging the... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya.*	0 Views added 29 days ago	Rating
My morning at the window. My morning at the window. When the first streak of sun rays divulged my heart and removed the darkness which was knawing the soft pulp of my heart, Realised ushering of a soft days. My heart was blooming like the petals of flowers which... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	183 Views added 3 months ago	Rating
Birthday. Birthday. Thou art celebrated with pomp. Every year thou apper in due time. Thou art decked with flowers and gifts. But I find thou art committing a crime. Thou bring new hopes and aspirations and bring greetings of kiths and kins. Thou... – *by Swarup Bhattacharya*	191 Views added 3 months ago	Rating