MYSELF 💙

She is a girl with dreams in her eyes A hope to fly, to touch the sky. Behind those eyes mysterily hide millions of feelings. She is held by her own gravity. Negativity is the enemy of her creativity. She forgets where she puts her hair clips But she remember every small thing about him.… Read More MYSELF 💙

Nasha

The writer was dreaming and dreaming and kept on dreaming. He couldn’t sleep. His head had become a fermented dough, and he wrote the Hindi poem with his limited stock of words. You may enjoy just by reading it if you could or may gift a set of wings to your imagination that you might… Read More Nasha