A collaboration of fifty-one on life's journey and the road back home! Enjoy! <3
Sometimes eyes behold an untold stories that they try hide from world and "I can write her again" says the same thing a person hide in his eyes.
A bird looks better when it's been set free, and not when caged!
The beautiful sights on a flight give birth to an otherworldly experience
Based on True Events!
This is like one of those times when the situation is so demanding you are forced to pen your thoughts!!
It is more like passage of thoughts with a flow!!
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
A motivating poem on birds.
(Busy with college work so hardly I get time π)
The ramblings and experience of a captive chicken egg who wishes to take flight and see the world.
Surprised to see a Ghost in galley, A part of ship,
Part 2 of my Greek tales retold series: The Flight and Fall of Icarus
(in A L'Arora form, told from the view of Icarus)
It's certainly been a minute Commaful! But (for now) I'm back with a new poem that I'm actually not quite sure if it makes any actual sense. I'll leave that decision up to you but I hope you enjoy it!
I took the Indigo Airlines flight towards Tripura. I went to Tripura with my father, mother and wife.
The beauty of flight is still beautiful in our memories.
I want to wake up in my dreams and fly in lucidity.
A collaboration of fifty-one on life's journey and the road back home! Enjoy! <3
Sometimes eyes behold an untold stories that they try hide from world and "I can write her again" says the same thing a person hide in his eyes.
A bird looks better when it's been set free, and not when caged!
The beautiful sights on a flight give birth to an otherworldly experience
Based on True Events!
This is like one of those times when the situation is so demanding you are forced to pen your thoughts!!
It is more like passage of thoughts with a flow!!
I was young, and the world was at my mercy. I dreamed of all the places I would go, the people I would meet. That all changed into "we" After I met you. Where would "we" go, who would "we" meet?
A motivating poem on birds.
(Busy with college work so hardly I get time π)
The ramblings and experience of a captive chicken egg who wishes to take flight and see the world.
Surprised to see a Ghost in galley, A part of ship,
Part 2 of my Greek tales retold series: The Flight and Fall of Icarus
(in A L'Arora form, told from the view of Icarus)
It's certainly been a minute Commaful! But (for now) I'm back with a new poem that I'm actually not quite sure if it makes any actual sense. I'll leave that decision up to you but I hope you enjoy it!
I took the Indigo Airlines flight towards Tripura. I went to Tripura with my father, mother and wife.
The beauty of flight is still beautiful in our memories.
I want to wake up in my dreams and fly in lucidity.