Tuesday, April 22, 2014

To tell the story of all the times,
Toxin of footsteps in sun and rain,
Some days, Of the stale rhymes, 
Through the perennial fiction.


Anonymous said...

Meaningful.. .:-*
May you get the ocean of love
pure and innocent like dove
Dawn brings hope of rays
this much only I can pray

Sunakshi said...

Thank you pinku :*

Haaris Babar said...

You're phenomenal :) Truly.

S. said...

Thank you harry :*

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