The Gift
Some people speak loud, some speak slowSome whisper, some sway and slither, some always tune to perfect pitchAnd some doesn’t …
Kshitij Sinha
Rain in the mountains
Like a slow drizzle beneath and underneath the lush green manor The sound of joy in the cacophony of dewsWill you …
Dear Moavi: The Castle Street
It’s the same windy road that I walked yesterday and the day before and the day before all the days…It’s …
Dear Moavi – The morning memoir 3: Better than Better
It’s a cold morning today, My eyes had opened early yet I procrastinated and chose to sleep even further, I …
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A life…
There’s a winding road that there’s a darkness that surroundsLet’s bygones be bygones and let’s wait till another holocaust It turns …
A Profound Mismatch
I see you with my eyes wide openThe numbness the calmness and the echo that followsThe drizzle and the mist…The …