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A Masterpiece Broken ~Srimoyee Dutta            In the moonlit night, a soul so rare, Cute and tender, eyes with a distant stare. A heart that weeps, though it smiles so bright, A puzzle of beauty, shattered like glass in the night. Romantic whispers in laughter's sweet tune, Yet hidden sadness beneath the pale moon. A masterpiece broken, a work of art, I see the fragments, scattered and torn apart. In their aloofness, a fortress they've built, A sanctuary guarded, emotions quilt. I long to be the glue, the healing touch, Mend their heart, show them they're enough. Let's turn tears into hopeful streams, Unravel layers and explore their dreams. In shadows and light, a passionate start, A fiery redemption of their beautiful, shattered heart.

  For The Boy I Love ~ Srimoyee Dutta               For the boy I love, these words I pour, With burning passion to my core. You set my heart ablaze with desire, And with you I feel like I can fly higher. Your touch ignites a flame within, And in your arms I forget all sin. Your lips are the sweetest nectar, And your embrace, my safe protector. Your eyes, so deep and intense, Draw me in with their magnetic sense. For the boy I love, these words I write, With all my heart, they take flight. You are the sunshine on a cloudy day, And with you, everything seems okay. Your smile is like a ray of light, That makes my world so bright. Your laughter is music to my ears, And in your presence, I have no fears. Your smile is sunshine on a gloomy day, And in your arms all worries fade away. Your laughter is a medicine for my soul, And in your company, I feel whole. You are kind, gentle, and so true, And I am grateful for everything you do. You make me feel loved and cherished, And with you I never

  Wheel Of Love💞 ~Srimoyee Dutta                      I tell everyone including myself, That I'm over you, but I'm really not. I think about you less and less, But maybe that's because I've gotten  Better at pushing the thoughts out. The thoughts of how much i need you, Your touch, your taste, your mind, your love, And I've been able to control them. But when the city sleeps and control slips, All the thoughts pour back into my mind. I still love you baby, But the only one to know, Is my drenched pillow at 4 am. Because when I talked to you, I knew it was true, That I would fall in love with you, And for six whole months,  you loved me too! Now I can't get over you. My heart feels torn, And ripped apart, Cause I'm right back at the Start. As I sit here crying, needing, wishing, That you were here with me!