Poetry is you.

Poetry is not just the words, poetry is you. Poems do not speak, speaketh what is you. It speak to the world in silent words, Even though the mouths remain shut. . I have pain, longing, desires & epiphanies, And soulful words soujouring in my larynx.. While it comes to mouth in ominous shy. AndContinue reading “Poetry is you.”

A Poem.

Under the mauve sheet layered intricately, The hearts painted with raging blood, From the tale of Romeo Juliet to till now, All those died cause of love. Those pompous pillers, and stairways, Hearts Serenading the rosy apparition. . Entangled, espoused were gallant bloods, Treaded the roads of desert for the Ocean of love. Lively-history andContinue reading “A Poem.”

He who knows it all. (A duet)

This comes in collaboration with a person who wish to remain reticent because of some untold reasons. I wish to reveal the name and that’s why it’s only a wish. Wishes rarely come true. But that person is  cool and have an amazing personality.   Here we go.   Pen and paper, brushes and canvasContinue reading “He who knows it all. (A duet)”