That girl at the window

That girl at the window Shouts for her prime crescendo Stands still there with obscurity But has sanguine surety Her drapes opened by inchmeal In compliance to her dreams She outcries her success to the world Cross checking to rule over the world Being inside is just a trick She is a catapult with one... Continue Reading →

with the literal shine and a friendly shine I made my life a brightest one to live in.

if karma manifests itself then your dharma will fulfill it anyhow.

There is only a hit you need to impinge upon the society. #bedifferent

Never anyone see me as part of plant but methinks i m the color to your fragrant bloom.

My eye for things is not a perception but an imagination.

Empty it may seem to you but for me an inspiration it is wanting me to fly in the skies, climb the mountains of life, dip in ocean of my soul and bring out the BEST in me.

Scorching heat, knife cut winter, falling leaves, blooming buds, muddy ponds- all this while i stick to you mother earth because mixmatchiythese i grew up like your son.

Caged you were too. Fear that the fresh bloom will be plucked soon.

I crawled here, i walked here. Its time i leave my footmarks here

That rosy dawn wakes for me, setting my past a mistake for me but some fleck was shown infront of me reminiscing of the struggles i left behind thee.

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