Raj is a poet of love and sadness
A line gets etched on paper -
Reminding of your flowing hair.
Hold your thoughts close to myself -
...
A line gets etched on paper -
Reminding of your flowing hair.
Hold your thoughts close to myself -
...
When shadows get tall
And they leave in evenings,
When the night closes in -
'n' wraps itself on the awnings,
...