Miles of Love

To the South Owl, The sun is at the end of its line, and stars are climbing up through my mind, lights have gone off into the glares, and all I can feel is the air, Through your hair, I believe, I see my senses breathing free through our dreams. Miles away from our beating…Read more Miles of Love


Blended Perception

How do I name my existence, Now that the colours are my heartbeat, And these shivers are building my senses, Can you feel me with the winds? Can you sense me in the night sky ? Because I dont see myself in this clay, Rather I am the illude of colours ruining your days, You…Read more Blended Perception

Mystery of History

"Our ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times"- Gustave FlaubertĀ  Historians, scholars and many notable men have written ample number of pages about historical events, yet there are millions of realities and incidents that are hidden and undiscovered. There are thousands of emotions and cognition which are lost with the ignorance of…Read more Mystery of History