Telepathy Various different schedules of life Might have distracted us with each other, It gets impossible to sit face to face Even for a while to spend a quality time together. But we are as close as the waves to the sea
Death of A Poet A few miscreants entered Into poet’s cottage at late night, He was sleeping deeply And had been flying his dreamly kite. They dig the soil of his muddy room And reached at his bed room To find the
Before The Departure Call me once by my name Before the departure of mine, May this moment comes or not again Let’s make the life memorable and fine. Find out me in the queue of selfish people Who care and want me