Everything in your life is a reflection, a choice...
Kooshal Dhunnoo...
They said, a piece of advice...
"Write with your heart"...
The rippling hills of brilliant
silk that flowered...
Naked Monk on the potty seat...
The lights went dimmer and dimmer...
my eyes blindfolded with darkness all around...
I want to travel the world of your thoughts,
I want to visit your heart and settle there once...
Deafened by the dying blast
they wander...
After her,
i grant myself the permission...
Shall the haze of winter
bring to stillness...
Tornado flying in the sky
Computers with 'all seeing eye...
Whether working with wood
or repairing machines...
My brow
is creased...