Carole
I didn’t read anyone, neither did I write for,
May be I’m lunatic much to read him more!
Often we burst in anger upon each other silently,
Often we caress with all our showers that’s seen by none!
Tag: Inner strength
I Still Exist!
Now, I hold immense pleasure
with the silence, that spread
over my town, no one is there
to eye on my bruises, I’ve closed
all the possible doors from which
chaos may enter into my ruined home.
The Pillar Hand
between steering my hand its way willfully,
and just-being-there in case my hand looks for it.