This town is a poem
These roads are eloquent...

The only lone tree
in citrus garden is the...

If loneliness were a flower,
it would bloom—only to fade...

You don't even know
why you need one if you lack...

Do I reminisce,
or is this only one of...

As soon as you think
you've found the final answer...

Truth cannot be used as the mean of cruelty.
Love overrides all the human values & virtues...

Butterflies stroke the
velvet fur of gardens while...

I cannot live without you,
without you by my side, in my heart...

I was tiptoeing on the bough of a bird’s elation...
As much as the bird was clinging onto my finger...

Just for an aeon
I am left, in this moment...

She always dances from the navel of her skirt!
Horizons are always very...