what my body knows
is not a lie it’s not
a lie i tell you it is not
it’s nothing short of truth
and nothing larger
my past lodges
in my marrow and if
i wanted a transplant
there’d be no match
others’ sorrows dwarf
my petty traumas still
these bones are mine
when they creak
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
Sometimes I feel as if it was bad to fall in love at first sight,
But other moments it fe
I look into a broken mirror,
I seek to see why I am still living.
when I look aro
When times are hard, you might stop for a bit,
But it's not over until the moment you qui
क्या यह जरूरी है कि मेरे हाथों में
उतरा तेरे किनारे जब कारवां हमारा ॥
<To hold you close to having you near
To have my breath against your ear
Whisperin
A Friend In Need Is A Friend Indeed
Friends are far, friends are near.
Friends will be there to lend an ear.
They lis
Hands starting to sweat.
Next thing you know, your palms are wet.
It gets harder
