To The Sun That Never ShinesIt had been forever since we last saw youYou promised one day you'll show upAnd warm our faces and our heartsYour promised to guide us and show the wayBecause the dark is full of demons and beastsMaybe we're just gonna...
Our program is about to close the next day. The next day will be our last meeting. I really miss her now. These days though we have limited talk but that is all I have about her. I want to see her some more time.
I am sitting alone beside window and it is raining outside. I am just surprised seeing that my mind is gloomy and the nature is sympathizing me as I believe it is also crying feeling my inner feelings.
When I was in high school I was lucky enough to have a propose from a sweet girl. But it was my foolishness not to accept that and left the girl .She cried and urges but I could not understand the emotion laid in behind her tears. But now I cannot g
A week before I attended a job training program to develop our activity and accelerate our root-level service.There I have met a girl of my age, is also my colleague whom I first met. I don't know why I became very fascinated by her. As I am not so
City streets and culture often act as synonyms for the human life. When we wander through the lanes and bylanes of our streets, we tend to find in them reflections of our own life and soul. 'Blackened' is a poem about how the external can be juxtapos
Never knew the right words. Always kept a lid over my cuts. Didn't tell anyone I was bleeding. Didn't like the fact that you were mean. But now I see (clearly) Remember that misty December? Your hands over mine. I knew all the signs. But, I...