Dying
Segregated
1 minute read | Jan 21th, 2015 | PoetryEven your eyelashes make me go crazy, That lost miracle in me invites you still. I feel segregated, I feel nothing, Numbness all over me as I long for that company. The days are sour, the nights are ... Read More
...all I can feel is the Honking!
3 minute read | Jan 19th, 2012 | Open CategoryThe Mist,the distant skyscrapers,the honking carsand the orange setting sun,is all I seewhen I stand at the windowof my solitude.Now that orange has turned into ... Read More