Just a freelancer who loves writing.
His wristwatch is ticking incessantly. His wristwatch is ticking incessantly.
Its surface resembled a plethora of my obscured emotions. Its surface resembled a plethora of my obscured emotions.
That night of thunderstorms and roaring winds, That night of thunderstorms and roaring winds,
They fell prey to men, Sobbed behind bars, They fell prey to men, Sobbed behind bars,
One who chose the waves, Before silent streams, One who chose the waves, Before silent streams,
The poem shows the cries of winter nights. The poem shows the cries of winter nights.
She was aspiring for more, But saw little, She was aspiring for more, But saw little,
Life seemed a game, Playing with millions Life seemed a game, Playing with millions
The poem shows that her touch is heaven for him. The poem shows that her touch is heaven for him.
They wore clothes, Only to be disrobed, And for all that a man did, They were adorne They wore clothes, Only to be disrobed, And for all that a man did, The...