The evening's glory,a steep path,
a story and me...
Sun sets, spreading shadows, under a tree, a story and me...
A closed room, silent talks , old past memory, solitude, pain, taste of fear, love, A story and me...
A Butterfly, a flower, talk about colours, dreams, hope's bird, a silent wish, a queen of night, a story and me...
Falling lashes, shyness, in expressive eyes, dark nights, a simple naive, a stupidity, a story and me...
Darkness, deep dark clouds, seasonal rain fall, departure time, crying eyes, A story and me.
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Maya's Madness
PoésieYea, I am a romantic soul but to me, romance is not associated with any person, rather it's a feeling which surges into me after watching at the stars, moon, sun and the butterflies... My poetry is my way to express my emotions... Whether I feel sa...
