Author: Sahil Bhambri

Opaque..

Yet, dolour affirmed the fib, Perfidiously died in a lap of autumn. Help, help! I am alive, seems like already forgotten. Astrophil urged Stella, Dirge…

Let it wane.

  Tumbled with no substratum. Concealing the rumbled bay. In the bright azure , i earned truth. Read me ,said the unwritten words. Speak me…

Oh my my…

  Oh my my, These pebbles , lifeless yet strong. The breeze , shove me into the river, please. Oh my my, Mendacity taking over…