Tried walking alone, On the path shown. Like droplets, Every human got shaped. But they failed to express, Their needs to the rest. Got suppressed with mask, To the people they love, Never did they believe, Life needs some relief, They work and walk on the paths chosen, Failing to realise the paths are frozen.
Author Archives: Sup_Arna
Wine
A glass of bubbling surface is all you need to let the earth & it’s shimmering pleasures drown in Oblivion’s flow…
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton