Dear Friend of my Heart, We were so deeply immersed in a callous darkness, drawing feeble lines of colors we…
When I Grow up
Dear Friend of my Heart, I saw a middle-aged man sit beside a sapling and speak to it of everything…
Conversation
Dear Friend of my Heart, Sometimes someone you’ve never met before looks at you from across the room and comes…
The Gravity of a Dream
Dear Friend of my Heart, As you wander these unpaved paths, soaked to the bones in the ethereal rain of…
Photography: Aren’t we forgetting something?
Dear Friend of my Heart, Do you still have a sense of wonder for photographs? The capturing of a moment…
Treasures, Wings and the Moon
Dear Friend of my Heart, I was going through some old pieces of writing earlier and something peculiar and amusing…
shadows: a verse meets a verse
Dear Friend of my Heart, It is the most delightful occurrence, in the most daringly playful of my opinions, when a…
Slow Life
Dear friend of my heart, Tonight sleep is a fidgety butterfly… as I listen to some soft notes wafting dreamily…
A Carefree Composition
Dear friend of my heart, I do not understand why anyone would give up the heaven and hell of deep…
Dying Star
The dying star bled dismally as we floated around it. If one were to trace our path , the lines…
