Would You....
Can i ask you, my love, what would you do, if we meet someday, on the road, somehow…
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The Dreams Of An Insomniac
The vacant stares of the innocent eyes, that gaze through the emptiness into the present, yet they live in the past. Innocent are the thoughts of the beautiful mind that wanders across borders not meant for it. What care can drag the wanderer to its coveted resting place.No dream, they say, is too big. But, an insomniac hasn’t the luxury to dream....
Stranger
I fight a stranger, there’s an i within me, whom i don’t know… Never met him, but he’s there… Silent,queer, like a drop of dew, Nascent…