Her Arms her arms became the warmth of the oceanfor his incessant tears needed a shore of hope the anchor of his freedom was living a life of solitudeto which her arms became the strongest rope byKritika Note from the AuthorCopyright 2020 (All rights reserved)Copying of the content and image is not permissible. The writers… Read More Her ArmS
adventure began at full throttlesailor was carrying some wine bottleswater sickness can be a set backwine would bring the mind on track the muscular body was distractionrising sun should be given attentionrays forming a huge umbrella for the oceanprotecting the water animals with feelings and emotions drinking the wine we both talkedabout life on water… Read More Bon Voyage Mademoiselle- A Poetical Journey (2) (Re-Post)
Still Alive ? under the spell of silencestars I see glistening brighthope, is it still alive?mine is flickering like the tube light butterflies of paper I craftedeasily they seem to falllove that I poured in creatingthe adhesive did not fit at all the fairies I pasted on the chosen wallceased to brighten the nightsthat time… Read More StiLl aLivE ?