Random Thought!
Gave a call, nobody can have a sight of it. Even the death is feeling the cold nights, grey pains. Left me bide on…
Intuiting Reality
Poetic Armour of Genres.
Asked For Her
Talking to these shadows, surmising its you , but when i look up in the mirror , i know its not possible to having a…
This Ocean
Let my soul be found nowhere, but in the deep ocean. Scared of seeing this ocean red, let me be the life to…