Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half-light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
-W. B. Yeats
Geetanjali
KUCH PAL SAATH CHALEN
Kuchh pal saath chale to jaanaa,
dard ko kisne dekha hai
Mere dard ko kisne dekha hai,
The Glass Eye
The joke was very funny
Oops!
Three coffee cups my mother loved
A Lover's Poem
I never knew love until I found you.
Only A Dream
I'm living in my little world.
Lost Love..
I still love you.
Find Your Drive
Sometimes you have to push yourself just to get out of bed.
Words Can't Describe Feelings
Words simply can't describe
