Sometimes some wrinkles keep on penning poetries Being a wholesome night's moon, it gives the view of a dazzling sun Loneliness creates a home in the...Read more

She remembers a photograph he gifted years ago, and cleans it with a soft cloth after every hour, in an utter fear of it being dusted. Silence... Mean...Read more

Love is found in pieces, bit by bit. Having a sound sleep in your soft bed holding your blanket tightly within your hands. When you first started walk...Read more