I walk my way through the sea of red and yellow and I see the world through fire and gold. It’s just another day in a lonely…
In maple skies
With a million dreams;
My muse carves her veins into this graffiti of henna;
I sit silently,
while the clouds shed tears.
I wanted to write something, about something but I don’t really have anything in mind to write about. I’m going to…
Grains of sand aligned perfectly-
To make an imperfection.
29th January 2019
When my hands are burdened with lines, and my head snowy from the shower of age, I hope that my smile still pours unconditionally to…
I want to run away somewhere far
Away from the noisy cities and closer to the stars.
I live between the lines of life-
Between happiness and sadness