Agony, setbacks, disappointments. Love affairs doomed. You say, time heals all wounds. Does it, really? Think again. May be it just lessens the pain. Scars conceal the sufferings. Tragic memory only weakens. Left unattended, […]
I was fascinated by the circles formed when the rain drops hit the puddle, just like how my heart starts to pound with your gentle touch.
I can whisper my desires to the wind.
It will gust and make a flurry of my secrets,
touch your face and blow through your hair.
Disguising myself in the rain
I seem quiet and meek
People see them as rain drops
but tears roll down my cheek
“I see the shores getting joyous the moment they are touched by the waves.
And then they dry too soon just to know,
they’re not worthy of the love they crave.”