Biography of riya misi
Iam a mixture of my mom's beauty Dad's attitude, sister's affection and brother's mischief born in coimbatore to achieve with deep roots in god's own country
riya misi Poems
Why Am I Still An Angel
Oh! My little princess why without your veil It hurts when you look so pale Why do you sit so sadly En what made you feel so badly
Dreaming Of You - Mom
mom, I want to admire your lovely face Kiss you for the pain you’ve taken love you for showing my root
Fillen the wallet en wagon Both empty when return As a hunter with treasure Left non but plenty of chocolate
Oozing Of My Heart
When life hides the chamber dark Closed hard with your dreams buried alive Thou you skip not to care But few moments….
My First Love
Men of great history Revealed strength en grace Passioned me How seldom! real man of today
Is it the Age new born Or the gifts & surprise Is it the new dress & giant cake Or the happy celebrations
When Words Are Thorns
Little words can fall into the ears Of those of misunderstand, hate and anger Will block the throat tight Stick to the mind hard
Omg! What Is This All About
when I see an answer for a problem while you see me as a problem for every answer when you fool me around I must stay cool while I fool you then you turn stiff and shine
Secret Of Love
Every day I wander over the fruitful earth To listen nightingales new lyrics birth Little bit drizzled by dew drops in the early morning While my clothes are half wet yet hairs flowing
When I first met both were equal Z and S In style, strength, courage, richness Equally handsome with magnificient look and attractive smile En felt pride in my presence when I walk few lonely miles
If You Are With Me
If you are with me The whole world is with me If my soft touch is on you I feel your best performance
It is the time of examination and i am in great preparation English with its composition Maths with its calculation
My mother beauty among all creature Showed an angel the teacher My teacher is quite wise Kind sweet en very nice
Nature Or Me?
In a silent room blind translucent sun light.. smiling hard en bright fix thee sharp eye on my baby's bed, sure my chubby turns but more the rays get set
Nature Or Me?
In a silent room blind translucent sun light..
smiling hard en bright
fix thee sharp eye on my baby's bed,
sure my chubby turns but more the rays get set
oscillate she for shelter and shade
struggle do I to keep her in rest and comfort made
At dark night my baby dozes sometimes but...
shining pink lighting thunder alouds with a thud
my princess awake to hold me tight,