As you exit my life, i look back at what all you’ve done here…
Month: November 2016
Cerulean love
Neither pink nor red, cerulean is the color of your love. Happy anniversary mummy and papa..!!
The Restlessness
For everything, an age comes, a time comes. This age is full of weird feelings but that doesn’t mean that each of them is to be accepted. Some feelings await time.
When times craved for us (Haiku)
We forget. We regret.
Crowded out
My life is the witness of the fact that it’s the best feeling to walk after somebody. Idolize a man, and you’ll know what all in you is left undone.
Vague evidence (Epigram #7)
Your ashes will be the vague evidence of your existence.