The cup of chai waits for mewhile I stir the poems inside,those words which when placed on…
be kind whenever you can you don’t know the story on the page,
now that the end is nearing it’s up to us, how we want to be remembered.
quietly awakening those poems on the page,the silent footsteps in those forgotten…
Once you learn to stay inside your own thoughts,people will become stories for you and…
we never learnt to save ourselves that’s why we keep drowning in the sea of ink to pick…