I pity him who refuses to leave the minatory of his refutable Judgments and still insisting on producing his light to lit our worlds.
The world has its own ways of treating us like what we will never be, but want to be. It relinquishes its grip on our souls while lulling us with the songs of freedom and conquest of beauty. It magnif...
All I care for is the inclusion of my name in the list of the believers of the supremacy of human soul over all other masterpieces He has ever produced.
There is always a moment in our lives when we are destined to fall the way we ever feared of.
When my heart yearn for silence in a crowd full of cheerful people, thats not the lonliness i seek but want to feel the rustling of my abandoned desires pouring upon the broken hearts. All the noise i...
I drag my world where I belong...Lost in the oubliette of conscious I hide from the murkiest of shadowsGenerate hope amidst fear And dewdrops amidst rain My tears don’t carry the burden of pain By tak...
Sunflowers, Not Facing the Sun (A Poem) I stand tall As gracious as one could be Blooming to my bestAs slender as it touches my being Everyone else is facing the sun Bending towards its unfathomable g...
I always believed that If I’m not carrying at least a slight poetically painful crack in my heart I’ve been cheated by nature.
