it’s a maze…
The one after me…
First poetry of my life to be published ever.
While nobody presaged what this trip held for them.
…as if they knew each other since a past few lives!
When you find love, you find yourself.
She sat besides the chair, and cried all night.
He enters the fancy, well-structured, square large cabin. She sits right in front of the door, up straight, on the big brown leather chair, with right leg…… Read more “The Limited Love.”
(Title inspired by Rabindranath Tagore’s novel) “Home is where your heart is” But, she has lost her heart already, or probably, she hasn’t found it ever. So……… Read more “Home and the World”