Sick of studying

“I wish I were the ‘Peter Pan’ youth would never have come to me there’d be no one to grieve … More

The Martyr’s Widow

Zephyred evenings, snowy breeze, cups of coffee, woolen squeeze, caressed rim, slurping sips, sunless mornings and clenched fists so many … More

Shameless eyes Deprived of sleep Looking for a match Out of a creep Hunting down dreams To find a new … More

Dew drops bedecked on the sleek petals or when they slither down fast….. The beauty a beholder finds in it … More