Song of life
Like a ghost note from an old ghazal that floats in unexpectedly upon the twilight breeze, an early-morning dream …
Like a ghost note from an old ghazal that floats in unexpectedly upon the twilight breeze, an early-morning dream …
And this is what this world has for you… A sun and sky, some moon and the sloping shadow of …
She was visiting me after a long time – “Busy with work and stuff”… I understood. Young people tote a …
What we have is beautiful, nothing less than a dream … A few full moments, and eons of anticipation… A …
I walked through the empty rooms of life collecting losses – defeats – lonelinesses – silences – deaths – emptinesses …