Category: POEM & SHORT STORY
Alone, but not lonely. Solitude somehow, is a bliss.
What If We Are The Answer and Love Was The Question?
If life is a question mark, then you, my love, are the proud and bold period that is typed with certainty.
Been a while. Do I sense goodbye?
None of these are real
Is it my logic?
Much of your pain is self-chosen
Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquility
It’s not just a screen but a happy machine
Traffic in My Mind
When your head wanders during traffic.
Speak your twisted mind. I’ll understand.