And on the days she was the sun in his eyes, lights up his life and on some days she was the moon in darkest hour ..
Friday, 11 December 2015
Thursday, 26 November 2015
Monday, 26 October 2015
# Micro Poetry 422
कुछ यादों को ज़रा गुद-गुदाते हुऐ गुज़री हैं सर्द हवा, तनहाई के कंबल में इनको समेटने की नाकाम कोशिश करता हूँ ।
Wednesday, 14 October 2015
# Micro Poetry 421
Promise me the sunsets holding hands with you and the sunrise as you scrunch your eyes, while you wake up beside me..
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