There was a rumor (or was it a rumor?), that the village graveyard had a unique scent to it since last week, as if someone has put incense stick which was divine
She was putting on her lipstick, a bright red one on her luscious full lips, sitting in front of the mirror. She was proud of her lovely looks; she was above attractive
Poem – It was a night of unparalleled darkness, an auspicious night some said, The night that gives birth to all desires, but desires within me were dead.
It was dark in there, even the corridors. I hate dingy corridors but I was not there to love the place. ” You can wait here”, said the grumpy lady.
Love Poems: DIVINE LOVE-The onset of teens, brought many a dreams; and THEORY OF KARMA- Can my state of anxiety, transcend into tranquility;