You might be wondering whatβs wrong with this blog? From poetry to skin care….awww….π³ππ΄πββοΈ Well truth is I wrote it for a platform and since…
The festive paganism
The winds blows cooler this month every time she comes down, She chooses from a horse, elephant or a boat each year. Wearing her best…
The smudged face
The smudged face amidst humans, The blur face within the drowning, You swim by, rarely you wait to stare, Rarely you wait to care, Such…
The story of Peace
One day a clown sat in the woods far from the circus and leaned upon a tree, mahagony brown and shimmeringly young and stout. It…
Stories of old: first inspiration to begin
Ghhungar waale Jhenu Wale Jhunjhunwala ka baba… Kisso ki kahaniyo ka, geeton ka thaba… Potli mein Hari Bhari padiyo ke parr… Aaya Baba aayaaaa….. Translation…
Look at it..Paul
pin.it/myg6rbtwyo3y2e What does it say about humans? What does it say about animals?
Art is reverie medication
For insomniacs For woogly anxious souls, For psychopaths For genuine bigots For masochistic souls… For utter nonsensical minds For tensed, nail biting, crypto maniacs