Firstly, empty the pockets of doubt, as brilliance of sun hits the rooftop, so much of the old year lies scattered in the wind, one forgets that time possesses its own persona when it comes to changing mankind’s. I sit down with a mug of coffee on the second day… Read more“A newly blossomed sky in January”
To her, death is quite romantic. Almost soothing, as though sound of a lark singing, she listens closely, her petite frame encased in water that shimmers and glows. The events of her life flashing by as she floats away. Ophelia, lovelier than the sun itself, laments on a world that’s… Read more“Black Snow and Beyond”
Changing the world is something that’s done a little at a time, it’s when creative minds dream up new ideas, new possibilities and technologies. Just as seedlings, which after so long asleep, wake. Their leaves, at first pale, infuse with green. That being said, in order to accomplish the said… Read more“Nothing is planted without forethought”
Talk what you please of future spring and sun-warm’d sweet to-morrow; I sit here by myself observing bouts of sophistication and snow that melt, there is much to observe, as the day deepens, and emotions take their toll on human psyche. How is it that we are able to shine… Read more“The calm within the chaos”
It’s as complicated as you want it to be. Petals of burnt umber horizon, at ease with the fluidity of time, scatter themselves so as to make city streets seem brighter; how did I not see them before? I can feel it. Much more, than I could before the first… Read more“Richer meanings and umber dawns”
Maybe just maybe after a few years it will all make sense and I will have gained answers to every ‘what the fuck’ raging in my mind; hellebores glistening as a backdrop, do you ever think about the world, and everyone’s role in it the same way as I do?… Read more“Of late, I have come to realize”
