Few drops of unattended thoughts, travel all the way from the clouds of imagination, not entertaining, but pertaining to something within, falls on dry hearts.
A mere coincidence of looking into each other, can define a night full of stars. - Gautam Kumar
“Stays somewhere, little ashes of thoughts, dawning in the middle of stray stars alone but surrounded by meaningless bushes of burdens.”
“Pour the wind, with the fragile limbs of yours, the rhythms of life, and let other breathe on them,”