With every sigh and fear, In every foot trampling the ground And soot laden heavy sight, I wish something. A space enlivening those arty pictures: Of cotton soil, new born sky A shore of corals […]

With every sigh and fear, In every foot trampling the ground And soot laden heavy sight, I wish something. A space enlivening those arty pictures: Of cotton soil, new born sky A shore of corals […]
An endless endeavor to find meaning of sleepless nights, full of dreams dreams that keep you afloat between light and dark. What are you made of? Why did you come? is something special in you? […]
Do I have a heart of stone? Or is it numb? Or have I none? Why don’t I cherish what people do? Am I a beast? Worthy of disgust. I don’t want a crowded street […]