wordpress – Teen Tidings

Beautiful, she was Oh, so beautiful! “Like the stars bedazzling the sky in fantasized patterns? Like the fresh roses or sweet words of a lover? Like the little mist on the tips of the blades of meadows? Was she as beautiful?” No, no. She is beauty, but not the one you find in plain sightContinue reading “More”

As Summer Dawns

I had never been much of a poet Neither could I call myself a writer To weave webs of metaphors, And paint canvases of symbols, It happened never. To arrange my thoughts in the same handful of alphabets To articulate my feelings with a pen and paper And to produce words that make one feelContinue reading “As Summer Dawns”