never we are shoker on fire Subhadip Music vs Subhadip Music ©Biplab Patra Geneva and the following the house and the following the house and the following the.

Geneva and the following the house and the following the house and the following the.

never we are shoker on fire Subhadip Music vs Subhadip Music

©Biplab Patra Geneva and the following the house and the following the house and the following the.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodNight SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The su

#GoodNight SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The su

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

You called me first but I came late,
A hesitant reaction, cold as fate.
The summer sun and winter rain,
Made the flower wilt in pain.

But on a spring morning, bright and clear,
Golden petals of love drew near.
Under the sky, so vast and blue,
I fell for the flower—pure and true.

My love for it knew no worldly claim,
No fleeting passion, no selfish aim.
I longed to see it dance with ease,
In the cool breeze of eternal peace.

But the flower turned its gaze away,
Chasing my shadow at the break of day.
Why seek the lifeless, void of grace,
When vibrant beauty stood in place?

And then it vanished from my view,
Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true.
In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn,
Hoping the flower, one day, will return.

I hope one day you’ll open the gate,
And let my vision seal its fate.
I trust in my love, pure and true,
To see you once more before life bids adieu.

Smruti Ranjan Mohan

©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #GoodNight SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

You called me first but I came late,
A hesitant reaction, cold as fate.
The su

Biplab Patra

White Radha Radhaa ji ki jai ho in hindi songs ll Tarzen music ©Biplab Patra #good_night Rad channel no ever silently the house and the following the house and the tttt .

#good_night Rad channel no ever silently the house and the following the house and the tttt .

White Radha Radhaa ji ki jai ho in hindi songs ll Tarzen music

©Biplab Patra #good_night Rad channel no ever silently the house and the following the house and the tttt .

@ytshortsdunia

…………………………… ©@ytshortsdunia village desi House 🏠 #Nojoto #Trending #Love

village desi House 🏠 #Trending #Love

……………………………

©@ytshortsdunia village desi House 🏠
#Nojoto #Trending #Love

Biplab Patra

White never silent in the world ©Biplab Patra #love_shayari never silent on the house.

#love_shayari never silent on the house.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

White SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun and winter rain, Made the flower wilt in pain. But on a spring morning, bright and clear, Golden petals of love drew near. Under the sky, so vast and blue, I fell for the flower—pure and true. My love for it knew no worldly claim, No fleeting passion, no selfish aim. I longed to see it dance with ease, In the cool breeze of eternal peace. But the flower turned its gaze away, Chasing my shadow at the break of day. Why seek the lifeless, void of grace, When vibrant beauty stood in place? And then it vanished from my view, Leaving me caught, unsure what’s true. In Trishanku's heaven, I linger and yearn, Hoping the flower, one day, will return. I hope one day you’ll open the gate, And let my vision seal its fate. I trust in my love, pure and true, To see you once more before life bids adieu. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© India 27.1.2025 All copyrights reserved https://smrutiranjanmohanty.blogspot.com/2025/01/i-look-at-385-by-smruti-ranjan-mohanty.html https://smrutiweb.wordpress.com/2025/01/27/something-i-look-at-385/ ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun a

SOMETHING I LOOK AT-385 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY You called me first but I came late, A hesitant reaction, cold as fate. The summer sun a

Biplab Patra

White always happy to see you all my wishes to you ©Biplab Patra #Sad_Status always silent in the world and the following the house

#Sad_Status always silent in the world and the following the house

Biplab Patra

White eaksath kaa jiban sabka sath ©Biplab Patra #love_shayari eaksath kaa liya na bi the house and the.

#love_shayari eaksath kaa liya na bi the house and the.

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