Photo- my own collection
Sea of love
Poured in the ocean
Taste of salt
Ran through the eye
Whispers of the Wind
Blowing wind winding down the earth, Sweeping away the rain of birth. Shaking trees, rustling the branches, Falling leaves dissolve whe...
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At the peak of my despair, I reached out, Questioning the concerns In the myth of fairness. No answers came, Only empty promises, Seeing mys... -
Photo Courtesy - My Own Collection One day you will read me I wouldn’t care about your findings And you know you deserve more than you e... -
Photo Courtesy- Google As in the silence Listening to the ticking clock Covered in darkness Hoping for the moments to come Dream...
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