My pen translates whats going in my brain :)
Sometimes, impossible dreams are the only way to bring smiles on a worried face! Leaving the reality... Sometimes, impossible dreams are the only way to bring smiles on a worried face!...
If colors spoke, Then I would paint the heart white, For purifying the soul with goodness And for ma... If colors spoke, Then I would paint the heart white, For purifying the soul with...
A gentle poem describing the hurt one feels to the hands of a scorned love and the mending process t... A gentle poem describing the hurt one feels to the hands of a scorned love and t...
I used to live a usual life with a normal routine of giving cheers and glee. Because everyone wanted... I used to live a usual life with a normal routine of giving cheers and glee. Bec...