In my breaths,
– Gautam Kumar
the dissolved ashes of your love
are left somewhere,
it raises itself,
and covers me in dust,
when the known wind,
with the smell of yours,
blows.
Dissolved Ashes of Love
Abide by the love of literature
Abide by the love of literature
In my breaths,
– Gautam Kumar
the dissolved ashes of your love
are left somewhere,
it raises itself,
and covers me in dust,
when the known wind,
with the smell of yours,
blows.
