It is a late autumn afternoon in the quaint town. Clouds float in the blue sky like fluffy cotton, strands of white slowly giving way to pink

Stolen moments, And yet not momentary, Staccato sips, That tell an entire story, Voyages apart, Yet bound in the life-sea, A tie unseen, Borne in eternity, A

On a wintry evening from far away, I wait for the words to come. When the screen lit up and my heart did too, A little joy

Oh, a day beautiful it was, that fine morning of eight and three, when the sun was bright, a day loud, Promise in the air and a

Her playlist shuffled through her favorite songs as she finished her morning run and scurried home to rev up for the busy day. Hustle and bustle of

Rhylee put on her warm slippers and walked down the stairs of her house. It was the break of dawn and she had not yet changed out

We came running towards the house up the tree lined dusty lane giggling, like we just had been to the movies in the town and were running

A spread so splendid needs beheld, White on green and the dots of red; Fragile and yet so strong and free, A sight of delight is little

I stood alone, lonely, While the crowd thronged around, the wheels of life turning in a frenzy, I could only watch spellbound In the midst of the

"A dream is a wish your heart makes when you're fast asleep." Radha stood in front of her mirror adorned in a plain

I venture into an unknown land because that is where my heart takes me. Around me are verdant woods that stretch to the sea. In a distance

Innocence of childhood love, gratitude and pain of separation... a timeless love story.

A poetry about unsaid vows.