I still remember the rhymes of the moon,And the secret wishes of growing up soon.Trying at times to be the amateur dad, Tiny feet in dad’s big shoes made me glad.Mom’s lipstick all over the face,Hiding behind the curtain not […]
Theme: Like a Moth to a Flame 12th March, 2010Dear Diary, I love the way he smiles. I love the way his eyebrows raise when he sees me. I love the way we text, I think it’s cryptic and utterly […]
At times whenWhen self-belief is better than doing/proving thingsWhen Loosing is better than winningWhen lies r better than truthWhen admiring is better than happeningWhen better is better than the best ‘EnLife reveals blinded treasures which r 2 precious 2 b […]
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