Of all that is said and done All that what would be too, How much really helped?
I put in my thoughts through The Black buttons Into the soul of information The Internet. Come read, all who can Come read and … Love, despise and ignore I am open. Billions and more of uncertain particles Hold and sustain it all All that we say sing paint act and outpour We … Continue reading I miss Her
A sword for ever. All swords are not blunt, But All swords would go blunt. A sword for ever.
The sun had its own mood swings. Broadly seasons. But minutely it even differs from person to person how we interpret it. Even in some mid-days the Sun can be mild enough for a quick tryst. He could see her wife from his shade. She is hanging the clothes in the winter sun to dry. … Continue reading Story : Hira
Why should I even care I will die As dies any mole, horse or shoe. My children will not remember me, but my name, But a few habits of mine ‘Me’ is not for forever. I look at the orange sky, mating with dark As the sun has set, the colors are … Continue reading Why Should I Even Care
I do not Like that Coming But I hope I will For it brings great promises Though I am promised nothing Only, at times, an illusion is truth.
Far away windows A crack in the wall Their Mystery helps me breathe in.