I Like The smell of Rain, And the touch Of cold breeze. The sight of A cloudy sky And a loyal Soul Splendidly Ruined Like me.Read More I Like.
You always believe, it’s the heart that’s wrongdoer It’s it that keeps beating and leads you to take a torturous ride? It’s it that shudders you and keep pinning all the time? It’s it that reminds you all the bad and carry all the pain. No, it’s not the heart that’s culprit. It’s your mind […]Read More The Culprit!
I am there, Still, Broken into pieces, Speckled like sand. Holding the wrenched, Wearing heart. I am there, Still, Fading in the darkness, Melting like the snow. Tearing, Numb, tainted and giving my all. Hey, I am there, Still, Falling, tumbling and down Playing tough my own, while hitting the ground. But the […]Read More Don’t need you at all.