He left her.But she got herself another man,Soon before the neighbours knew.A handsomer one this time;Though he didn’t know which tie went with which shirt,He just knew how to make
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~ He met a girl at Shirui Kashong, lonely and sad, Who wanted to know how much land he had; “Enough to bury me at least,” he tried to be
I don’t want to be in a placeWhere I have to drag my dreams,And abandon them in a junkyard. I don’t want to be someone,Who exploited their dreams,In times of
We weren’t very close, yet there were times when we used to hang out and spend time together under an oak tree. It was just me and her. I was
I may have lucked out on many thingsBut I am glad some thingsWere not meant to be.Because, then, I would have settled onThings that came luckily into my lap.And I
Oh, Fall! Thou art too easy on the eyes With the crunch of russet leaves underfoot. What sweet flaming leaves! Enthralled by the bise, That force thine to dilly-dally afoot.
A jar of pickleof the finest Naga chilliesthat do not drip of oilor lose its tasteto sour vinegarbut has just the right amountof ginger and garlicin ‘knots’ and clovesthat whoever
I have sent up, to the heavens,Thousands of lanterns,Whispering wishes to the wind;That in my next lifetimeI’d still be bornInto the bosom of the hills,Beneath a sky overcast with clouds,Air
I long to sing the song of the sun;Run wild barefooted on the sun-dried grass;Pluck and suck on the sun-kissed berriesUntil my lips turn into dark budding roses.I want my
Did you see the sky today? Did you stop somewhere on your way? I did, but they thought me strange; They stared at me like I was derange – From
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