Let me weep in this embrace—
if any embrace...
We made scrambled eggs
in mugs...
There will be times where we just need a friend
Someone who will listen and understand...
To Meena Krish
You alway remind me of our friendship. and I love...
how fortuitous
through multitudes...
She is red - ablaze with a passion so vibrant in...
She is orange - refreshingly sweet as her words...
And so the day begins...how do you feel?
Is anything different at all...
The Known Stranger!!
The night just got started...
Memories are good,
Memories are bad...
I am learning
to rest...
I was some place I wanted to be, an I had to leave...
I was some place I wanted to be, an I laughed it...
Since when do we have to be vulnerable,
How did I forget something so fundamental...