Don't worry, don't walk with pain, the lamp of eternity would lit your candles, shinning within ever and guide you home, where with its flame you would lit a million hearts and with your sermon give them hope, .
Death is Her Play
I strive hard to break free from the prison of my mind; built since lives, and I fail again,Mad with greed and lust, I dance in my destruction and await another death.O big mother, help me, hear my plea,Come, join me, even if it is my final dance, even if am losing the battle, let... Continue Reading →
It is all veiled, all veiled
I was walking to the temple for some rest - my eyes had not slept for ages and were weary and tired, my body had not rested for lives and begged for some shelter,