Dear friend of my heart, This evening was something else. In the company of my dear friend, the robin, the… Read more Of Robin, Night, Music, and Bees
Tag: writing
Loss
Dear Friend of my Heart, We were so deeply immersed in a callous darkness, drawing feeble lines of colors we… Read more Loss
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… Read more When I Grow up
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… Read more Treasures, Wings and the Moon
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… Read more shadows: a verse meets a verse
A Carefree Composition
Dear friend of my heart, I do not understand why anyone would give up the heaven and hell of deep… Read more A Carefree Composition
Dying Star
The dying star bled dismally as we floated around it. If one were to trace our path , the lines… Read more Dying Star
Evening Gold and Midnight Blue
I am a shadow. Cast aside by the setting sun. It is a golden evening. I am the shadow in this golden… Read more Evening Gold and Midnight Blue
old man winter
Dear friend of my heart, It has mostly been euphoric the past few months. It seems, however, that things are… Read more old man winter
Inspired by the rain-washed light
Dear Friend, Keen tempered caterpillars are voraciously devouring leaves, eager to go into deep meditation. They would later wake up… Read more Inspired by the rain-washed light
