Wednesday, 25 July 2012

Reality....

The pavement borrows romance from dry smile of a dying moon; the night bleeds in unprovoked assault of moments redefining mirth and birth of hunger...the dawn remains an elusive dream forever...

The epitaph !

Between leafs of time  S leeps the untold tale of life, In dreams of love and love of dreams. Smudging the margin in between The ...