Thursday, August 22, 2019

Lens

I still sleep and dream about the happy times about the time when I would be able to find every person I once knew...

Love’s like the wind

How can you ever bring it back touch it or save it? Love’s like the wind you can only feel it only believe in it but not save it...

May be distance

When can we ever settle down without having any ground to fight upon only thing between us is the repulsion and antagonism the inability to forgive or at...

Hurt is the reason

Millions and millions of people we come across our lives still we make only few friends and choose even fewer to love because not everyone can read and...

Blinded by vision

In the silence, there is peace the words are conveniently used to deceive we accept these mere sounds and start to believe no wonder life is full...

The world seems much far away

I’m no prophet, no messenger no saint, no archangel you ask me to preach about change you expect me to teach I just want you to know that I’m...