Some Nights I listen to Songs

Some nights I listen to songsand cry rivers.Moon glowing white.Glazing silver garden of beautiful scars,sleeping birds and buzzing insects,and the infinite silence.The infinite silence within my mind keeps still. As the day and night collideit’s the iridescent dawn out therethe Sun shows up its glinting rays.And the skyline smilessharply and shyly.The music still plays with… Continue reading Some Nights I listen to Songs


Such beautiful everything appeared,  And the euphonious music accompanying us.  Our eyes met and discovered the love between us.  With every wink, I cursed myself for missing that amorous feel And it all happened over a cup of coffee! -SHREYA