So Far, So Good
About the words, yes, they come from the lands distant enough to ever be visible, While trying to tie the knot between the dream and the reality, With the once infinite belief withering away from every shower of monsoon rains,…
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 rain. Gushing down pour by pour, in my miraculous life I believe, Is the…