The blinds, drawn on to my window, There's hardly any light penetrating this room. Just like my heart, Devoid of any love, Craving for someone's company. they say it'll get better soon, And what other choice do I have? I'm struck in an eerie reality. There's something sinister about your manly voice, Unlike those love... Continue Reading →



This journey of thirst will get over, That, which seemed incomplete, will be completed, the sky has bowed, and the two worlds have met.. there are palanquins ready, there are fragrances everywhere. Aah! Sweven!

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