How often do you introspect within and find flaws there. I shall call it your beauty if you find any and I take pity in you you find none
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Autumn, yet again
Yet again, autumn has arrived and so has a promise of spring. The last autumn served it’s purpose all through the spring to this autumn. None has though thanked it and is even being looked with unwanted glance. In the realms of suffering, autumn perishes just to bring the spring again, yet it’s sacrifice is…
Woven through hopes
I see world woven through hopes; faith, a hanger to all. What connects us, love, has taken back seat. Yet we glorify it, but never choose to imbibe the essence it offers
The World Is Just Awesome 