I talk to the moon everyday.. About each and every thing Things which i feel to the core But couldn’t weave them Into threads of words.. Words which are too heavy, so heavy that i barely speak; But gulp them down my throat.. The moon notice it all.. The trembled voice, the shaky hands andContinue reading “A Selenophile”
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The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton