On Reflection

I haven’t been writing for a long time. They say that one should write, only when creativity or inspiration comes. It might not be true for me. I’m always inspired by people & places everywhere. Almost everything excites me. Almost everything seems to be so full of beauty. However, still, I am not writing as…

Through the night

Stars begin to blanket the heavens as I look And then the wind kisses me gently, and pulls me in his embrace But then rain drops start to tickle my hair, carefully, then forcefully So the stars slowly pave their way out into the darkness again, leaving the heavens weeping more than ever The wind…