I promised you a poem at dawn when we’d end the smile you wore last night would be the best I would ever write I promised you a poem that would kiss you with no […]
A Search For Answers
I write not because it makes me a better person, but because only words can trap what my eyes saw in a look. I paint with my words, what my eyes narrate. I let my […]
Love Outgrown
poetry was easy for me,till I had a muse.but today, sitting at the same spot,with the same air around me.I try making sense out of my thoughts,try arranging them into words,but,does this deserve words?is it […]
Suchitra Harnahalli 