round me , round you
it all around us..
our happiness and our sorrow
we pick it and it single out us.

Track of memoirs

let go as it was never meant to be,

too near to feel still too far,

then a line between you and me,

yet feelings were out of bar.

ingesting the ego i approached your heart

but your eyes reflected..we meant to part.

let go this time,let go this phase

but memories do not fade.

KITES

Some kites are meant to reach heights and indulge in fights
Some are meant to be on floor and be torn to die
Some reach 15ft and spark the small novel beginners
And some disappear in the infinity of the sky

Masakalli

heart that i carry
is hard but brittle
stone is the world
larger or little...

quietude n

people make it special
because they are close
because they are in love
but deep down in that empty space
theres a hole
and its still hollow
and this cavity,this hole
is covered with those
high volume laughter and
people says its my
happy birthday which is
birthday but not happy one!!!

Solace In Solitude

This scene captured my attention
and i captured it...
The silent whispers of tree
with its guard...