Life is a dictionary of things.Most come and go.Some make us homeothers are at a distance,But none of them are lost.Like tears, they remain,always a part of us.With a few bold decisionsthey say“You can take anything you want.”But, what about the things thatdon’t belong to us?Is it ethical to run and cryfor things?Or do weContinue reading “Dictionary”
Don’t just hear,listenwhat one wordwhisper to other,Here, all the words areadjacent yet farhow they managed to exist,I wonder. Also, Instagram
My thoughts chock themselves in fear of being perceived, More or less I want the world to stay deceived. For they are more than just metaphor and fancy words, I am painting Volcanoes which are barely heard. ~🧜♀ Also Instagram.