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Diary of a Prisoned Mind – I
Why is it that light is always followed by darkness? You have to know that any piece that starts off with an interrogative sentence is bound to be going nowhere. But that nevertheless doesn’t provide any rational viewpoint to the
Diary of a Prisoned Mind – I
Why is it that light is always followed by darkness? You have to know that any piece that starts off with an interrogative sentence is bound to be going nowhere. But that nevertheless doesn’t provide any rational viewpoint to the
Diary of a Prisoned Mind – II
This prisoned mind walked on the pebbled road lit by the light. No, this peice wont start with anything remotely interrogative. Nefarious as it may seem, the mind still lingered on to the obstreperously wicked light. Holding on to this
Diary of a Prisoned Mind – II
This prisoned mind walked on the pebbled road lit by the light. No, this peice wont start with anything remotely interrogative. Nefarious as it may seem, the mind still lingered on to the obstreperously wicked light. Holding on to this
Of goodbyes and beliefs.
I sleep. For the Light. Here i go again…but no, not this time around will be there another glory road to the very sinister and dark journey towards the obsessed light. I would rather deviated from that leige and take
Of goodbyes and beliefs.
I sleep. For the Light. Here i go again…but no, not this time around will be there another glory road to the very sinister and dark journey towards the obsessed light. I would rather deviated from that leige and take
the robin that flew!
those eyes…its a relief that you blink them so often…coz i drown in them everytime they look at me…but yet i wish to drown in them forever.. that gaze..i’d hold on to it forever, of mirrors and piercing thoughts..when the
the robin that flew!
those eyes…its a relief that you blink them so often…coz i drown in them everytime they look at me…but yet i wish to drown in them forever.. that gaze..i’d hold on to it forever, of mirrors and piercing thoughts..when the
