Promises, words which hold the power to move the world; words when lost, leave you powerless…
September 2020
Fire to my storm is a nod to the immediate aftermath of a failure of anything you indulge passionately.…
A thought of appreciation to my grandfather who indulged in my childish whims and never let my curious spirit be extinguished.…
A short poem reminding about good times, when dancing meant happiness…
Where do I seek help? Where do I look for a saviour? A spiritual successor to Fifty Days of Grief. …
When I was asked in how much time I would be all right, I said fifty days is all it takes. I could not be any…
The day i woke up to see my town abandoned. Forsaken to fate.…
I have been guilty of giving externals a lot more power than they deserve, Sometimes i just need to ask myself - Good news, bad news,…
Anyone who has been on the receiving end of a breakup knows how painful a breakup in installments is. "A delayed waiting" puts those emotions in…
Strangers on Florentine streets is a story of two people with a shared love for gelato and candid conversations.
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