Let’s throw light, On the plight, Which is making our peasants fight, With all their might, For...Read More
She cried for an hour (or so) like a baby hungry,
Her swollen eyes, messy hair told me a different story.
Her heart was full, words sketchy,
She couldn’t understand her pain. Oh my poor Baby!
She tried not to unfurl those dark colours of the past,
Sparkles like that ignited soul The first glitter illuminates the heart She is a diamond adorning...Read More