Look at me.
No, really see...
So she's back on the scene and I see in her face
that she means to take back all the love I've...
Fan Pandit
Pray ladies do not be a flutter...
In winters tightening grip we face
these dull, grey days in lassitude and...
I once held love within a grasp
so tender as to leave no bruise...
How is it, when I see your face
Under the spotlights telltale glare...
At dark of night she stood in wait
Repayment for...
Summer in a single bite
that lingers in the mouth...
If I should open up my heart
and mind within these words...
Gripped fast in tides swell
and unable to break free...
Tumbling wave swept notions crash through realism
to spill into humdrum normality...
Pedestal flame I raised you far too high
Unreachable amongst the stars above...