Here I stand at the middle of nowhere Looking ahead at the disguised horizon Sweats caressing my damp brows Eyes straddled with deep sated regrets Emotions spent, conscience imprisoned Forces...
I am god Ask the many words my pen has en-souled gather me words and out of them I'll design living verses [caption id="attachment_12869" align="alignnone" width="734"] I am god[/caption]
Can life be said to be really fair? When there are many things to be feared Where many indeed are afraid of losing it And some not bothered taking it....
I've been inspired By the air that men breathe To bless all men, without grief Irrespective of what the man breed To give without appellation To all, irrespective of the...
Lone... How the breeze wheedled a saint To an old beauty witty-charming court Where sages till tomorrow remaineth picnickers, in there thoughts When drown, a picturesque Even, though a times...