Upama Darshan
Romance
When two hearts unite
The love is born
It travels far and wide
Yet not gets torn.
Love
Salute To Wom...
Gift Of God
Oh! Honey - Teach me to face this light Oh! Honey - Teach me to face this light
I'll be standing from dusk to dawn Fighting all the monsters of your dreams and past I'll be standing from dusk to dawn Fighting all the monsters of your dreams a...
Blowing together the burning candle Their names shining on chocolate cake Blowing together the burning candle Their names shining on chocolate cake
Sitting by the river with a thought in my mind How can someone be so pretty, how can someone be s... Sitting by the river with a thought in my mind How can someone be so pretty, ...
Love was floating in his eyes At the age of 62 he fell in love Love was floating in his eyes At the age of 62 he fell in love
I sewed my poetry into the ties You wrapped around your neck. I sewed my poetry into the ties You wrapped around your neck.
My feelings were the footprints, On the lonely shore of your life, My feelings were the footprints, On the lonely shore of your life,
Of love we write, and of love we must sing Of love we write, and of love we must sing
I dreamed of you again Last night, pressed so tight I dreamed of you again Last night, pressed so tight
But I will haunt this table, Each long and empty night But I will haunt this table, Each long and empty night
You bore the pain so much that you closed the windows; You bore the pain so much that you closed the windows;
When all is not well and wise I'll be there for you When all is not well and wise I'll be there for you
It's been a while since I have been with you It's been a while since I have been with you
There was a girl I knew She held treasure in eyes There was a girl I knew She held treasure in eyes
Novice, I were in the whirlwind dubbed love Novice, I were in the whirlwind dubbed love
Trapped in a jail of loneliness, haunted by old memories of my love. Trapped in a jail of loneliness, haunted by old memories of my love.
For what I was and still am wont to be, I have no one to thank for setting free For what I was and still am wont to be, I have no one to thank for setting fr...
Life has its way, To heal you, Life has its way, To heal you,
And push their tired legs up distant hills... And push their tired legs up distant hills...
Thou art thee remedies of my thousands ‘wounds’; Thou art thee remedies of my thousands ‘wounds’;