End is Inevitable
The impalpable experience Etched on the wrinkled body Of the crooked log Reminds me of the end, inevitable Of everything that exists The beauty, the song, the colour, and the […]
The impalpable experience Etched on the wrinkled body Of the crooked log Reminds me of the end, inevitable Of everything that exists The beauty, the song, the colour, and the […]
The sun was about to set, as we were standing on the lonely beach. The fishing boats were returning back after the whole day’s toil and perhaps they were able to […]