The other day, my friend introduced me to her home buddy, "The Pencil Wall". The name came as unpretentious as it…
Let me begin with a simple tale from the past and then slowly work my way to the heavy dissertation that my mind has prepared for my worthy…
A few bottles rest on mine mantlepiece
and I wonder is this How I stay warm
It takes a while to hear the cries
of the land so subdued,
It was a journey into the unknown,Through roads that scarcely held a milestone.These were paths few had trodden…
I never liked the place,
That city just wasn’t for me.
I have a confession to make; I may have arrived at a juncture whence I can declare solemnly that all the transgressions or…
How I long for a long entwining
with the sweet miss my love declining,
I don’t want our love to last forever.I want the love which wandersIn midnight city streets.And vanishes when the sun kisses her…
This was what came to me one quiet winter morn, as the cold gust of wind spoke of a dancing mother who held the very essence of winter in her heart.
