I stand looking At the reflection of my mind. I stand looking At the reflection of my mind.

When mind sleeps, It starts consciously When mind sleeps, It starts consciously

The beauty of moon lit night and the trust one has on another makes this life worth living. The beauty of moon lit night and the trust one has on another makes this life wo...

Words are the part of my poem.. they're also part of my stories... Words are the part of my poem.. they're also part of my stories...