I knew that she mortally feared ghosts and thought that on seeing her own face and hearing the paranormal story she would react in some panic and reveal her crime.
He sneaked towards her side of the bed with the knife in his hand.He then cautiously started to scratch the knife on the wall beside her wife. Its sound, however, woke up Mitchell.
I felt like i will get faint after this.It was so dark there but i could feel someone was there.“Who’s there?”.No words came after this.
When I grope in darkness not finding my life, Knowing I must trudge along on unknown path. I miss you, my darling, beside me. .Just your pictures hang on lifeless walls and your memories in a shattered heart.
A boy is saying to his beloved to come back in that world which was decorated with more love, more good thoughts and only with him and her.
It was as if he’d died and his ghost was wandering the streets. Before long we as a whole got on, that was practically what had happened. Nobody specified him after that.
I pasted the pictures and was shocked to see the pic which I pasted in the place of treasure. It was me sitting under the tree with the guitar.
Soon a suspense story, some believed to be a rumour, of a mad man roaming on the streets of city took intensity. Abandoned, mischievous, lunatic.
This Hindi poem is about an orphan girl. She has never seen her mother and hence, draws her sketch and talks to her. Finally she develops a maturity and resolves to move on in her life.
The next day, the family spent a long day at the beach. Nishu had a lovely time collecting shells and building sand castles, apart from flinging balls fashioned out of sand at her dad,