My head is a canvas And there are end number of colours in the pallet Its burning red For the burning passions and desires Desire to be loved Desire of romanticising all that has been written for love by the poets and storyteller of the 16th century because I am too old for this one […]
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I love stories Stories that grip my mind Stories that attach to my soul and stay there forever Stories that Pull my imagination and take it to the levels that I never thought existed Stories of mystery Stories of chase and run The stories that show me characters, who have their own stories Built up
Will you still love me? If I tell you, that my face is more than the photos you see of me in the virtual world, That it has got no filters, That I still look at it sometimes and manage to admire it And sometimes, it is what it is and its still fine for
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I ain’t a Princess I can’t wear pretty gowns all the time I am quite comfortable in my pyjama and tee- shirts and maybe jeans when its most required to I don’t wear jewels or have crowns or Tiaras on my head I’d rather wear my personality as a jewel and have ideas, dreams and
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