Broken trees gilded in moss Paves a way with such a floss Amidst the wilderness’s shine There’s my home divine Dainty, ruffled in memories Nostalgia in warm…… Read more “The Old Trunk Road”
The city beautiful was bearing the morning rush. Everyone galloped to reach their offices or colleges on time. I was one of them, too lost in daily…… Read more “Wishes and Wrinkles”
I am a girl of many stories. A reader with thousands life.
Let marriage not be the end.
The next door sex slave.
Play a fool
A familiar dream to keep away.
Where God compels me to be.
Dried flakes of summer air.