Rise up, oh weary soul, From the ashes of defeat, Let not failure be your toll, But a chance to rise and meet
The fragrance of abandonment makes her disguise.
Hey you! Yes, you!
Are you my lover or a long-lost friend?
living in my rented room along with not-so-passable roommates who most of the time were…
“Pen isn’t mightier than sword,
Dawdling in the plethora of her own mesmerizing fantasies,
“Love will find a way through paths, where wolves fear to pray”, as beautifully…
My name is Neeraj Dana. I set up this publication here on Medium as a place where creative people like us can share…