A poem about ambition and our control over it.
Tag: photography
Shambles
A small piece I wrote two years ago.
Burning House
Something very close to me, wrote it a year ago.
of colors
the colors will be here for youwhen you’ve had enough of the darknessand when the darkness has had enough of you when you’ve had enough of the worldand all you can think of is escapethe colors will be here for you when nobody else will. || Divya Gupta.
Whirlwinds 