Posted on: January 23, 2022 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

In My World

In my world, I mean to say there are some things I need to say, There’s no pain, isn’t there any memory washed away in merciless…

Posted on: January 2, 2022 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

Of All Moon and Stars

At some lengths are the talks of the beautiful mornings, And slightly withered away are the promises long held with our words. Long lost is the…

Posted on: December 28, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 1

Things

Why do the things stand in a still, Like molten lava, raging fire just turned pale, On snale’s pace, seemingly stagnant, Impossible to make a print,…

Posted on: July 20, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

For You & Me

There is a place that I’ve heard has been to write about. Much has been tourism about it and the lame conclusions have already been drawn.…

Posted on: July 19, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

Thousands Alone

Not with small numbers with minor descriptions, Not with little thinkers with menial thoughts. Graves put the sands aside, Thousands of numbers feel alone.   Troubles…

Posted on: July 19, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

The Writers Age

The tricks up our sleeves? The Writers Age is set to become your daily read. All you need to do is sign up with your email…

Posted on: June 15, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

Knowing, The Beauty

If this time is for me, knowing you are there, will you listen? Knowing that you may fly away if I said anything in haste, Anything…

Posted on: June 8, 2021 Posted by: Yetesh Sharma Comments: 0

An Empty Vessel

      Try stirring with your golden spoon, the air in the empty vessel you see on the table next to you, Give it a…