I thought I knew
The color and weight
Of gold until I held you
I thought I knew
The color and weight
Of gold until I held you
Just Write
A Mystical World
love each other like you are the lyric to their music
The flowers of the fiction plant rooted in my brain, the voice of the inexpressible feelings hidden in my heart and the eruption of the theories burning in my mind– I made a ball out of the three, threw it high into the sky and it landed right at my blog.
You're Worth It.
Sporadic randomness from a disheveled mind.
Utopian World
Tumse Na Ho Payega
Wow epic.
Thanks for saying so. Means a lot.
You are welcome, Benjamin 😊
Dang you, Benjamin! You’re making me sentimental! What a beautiful poem!
Thank you! Glad you thought so!
Oh my. You’ve been on a minimalist roll, here. This, in tandem with the one after – some smokin’ hot gold! 😍