And as it was destined to happen, My thoughts vanished in the air, As something brushed my face, I think strands of silky long hair, And hear my hopeless heart race. Read love poem
Author: avishekmukherjee
The Stranger
He stood there in front of me, like before, The same poor face, no more no less. I couldn’t make out of what just happened, Could only stare at him,muscles flexed and brows tightened.
The Life Of A Rose
In wooden case, was when i last saw him, I thought if it were a dream, a crazy whim. But it was true, my partner was gone, Was i going to be alone?
