Brewed a new concoction, out of disparities in me & him. He enjoyed being a putty in my hands,playfully we fought endlessly, kneading and sculpting a unique” US” by the bygone years of scarred memoirs. Ignoring the raised … Continue reading
कैदी हूँ या आज़ाद ये तो मौत ही बताएगा , हर एक पल सताया तूने, ( बार बार धड़का ,ये जिद्दी दिल रुकने की उम्मीद लेकर …) बार बार हारी कुछ हसीं लम्हों के खातिर दुनिया के तमाशे में अकेले ही डूबी तेरे दर की तलाश में… (बार बार धड़का ,ये जिद्दी दिल, रुकने की उम्मीद लेकर …)
Her wrinkled hands touched the rusted strings of an old guitar,slivered chords rumbled creating unsung melodies. A graveyard bloomed in festivity, daffodils carpeted the ground, as lusty turf greedily awaited to replay the games of bodies. In denial spirits gazed in … Continue reading
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Deep down in the dark closets of my bleached instinct,you are the only reminiscence prevailing within . Unbounded my soul contently rests in the complexities of our sacrament. As a rudimentary affection i brew in reflecting on you. Not to perish further by … Continue reading
Irish has created the history by approving gay marriages through a popular referendum,joining other countries in this row.We could read hundreds of articles about some saying yes and others disagreeing.This is a sign churches and many other religious institutions were … Continue reading