The Mist of Rememberence ..

Falling flower scene… It’s your rememberence .. Wetting eyelids ..unseen… It’s your rememberence .. Crying heart and soul…. It’s your rememberence.. Loneliness and dark within . It’s your remembrence .. Passing night .long so long […]

The feather

A half-naked man, short in stature with a dark complexion, looking like just he’d just arrived after toiling hard in a paddy field, walked towards the church. His only attire was a hand- woven wheatish-coloured […]