QUERIDA’S QUEST


I'm the parched soul searching my oasis,Amidst the beige-shaded desert,Unaware of the truths and lies of life. Perhaps the elixirs being infront of me,Perhaps I'm blind to warming panacea,Then why I'm the parched soul searching my oasis? Fetch me philtre to sow love in me,Perhaps I'm not for lustful brews,Being unaware of the truths and… Continue reading QUERIDA’S QUEST

A love which was & will be here


When there was hatred all-around, Love evolved to be the strongest as light to the darkest hours of the world. It was sung by poets, ornamented in poems, and the magic of words spread all over the humanity. Away from created divisions and subdivision of humanities -different colors to bring one meaning on a canvas.… Continue reading A love which was & will be here