Somewhere, over the horizon where the cranes fly to, we’ll meet there You had said me, when I had asked once what if we get departed, after a laugh. Somewhere, when the moon will be full on the autumn eve, I’ll meet you there I hadn’t said this to you as your words had started…… Continue reading Moonshined


A simple no was never told; silence just fills in the blanks; maybe am disturbing you so am going to leave you but it shall be soothing if I hear your no…will not come back to this street, but, if you say no then only I can stop doing it. National Poem Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) 2018: Day#9: Write a poem in which…… Continue reading No