Trails of taillight,
and neon boards,
my city feels more
like you.

Full of hope and
color.

Springs mirrored wonderer's
Beautiful back roads stillness
Reflective sky's floating arts
Silvered, bright,wet gifts
Greening life's only riches

Pacific Coast Range Trails 💚🌲

Let me devour you with my eyes.

mush to bubbles to crust,
that's how cake raises,
sour to sweet to pungent
That's how wine ages

So should relationships.
#2wordprompt

Some people you meet are fighting a battle you know nothing about

Be kind always

If you hesitate between me and another, never choose me.

I still search
for you in crowds,
in empty fields,
soaring clouds.

In city lights & passing cars,
on winding roads & wishing stars.

I wonder where you could be now,
for years l've not said your name out aloud.

And longer since
I called you mine -
time has passed for you & I

Love hath a dream of coming true,
Communion hath dismay being an awakening,
If the apocalypse is to come,
Will occur in deep slumber,
Of the winged apostles.

You smell like caffeine
induced poetry,
that gives my love
a quirk.

looking
for the ending
before it has begun

Happiness was always about being kinder to self; it was about embracing the person you were becoming.

One day, you will understand that happiness was always about learning how to live with yourself, your happiness was never in the hands of others.

It was always about you…✨

Dawn or dusk

the roads beckon .

सूरज की आख़िरी हिचकी।

Meet this hardworking aurat and half dozen of her talkative chunnu- munnu's.

🐓

I admire water not bcs I can dive into it & get relaxed but bcs of its drifting nature.

I think it's 1 of the most inspiring solo travelers which meets stones, sand, trees & many more creatures during its journey, but it won't stop by falling for anyone.

#GoodDay gaanv valo ❤️

she is but a star wrapped in skin, the light she was seeking has always been within

I am an elegy
of our love written by you.

मेरी पसंद को
यदि नापसंद करो
तो तुम किसी काम के नहीं

गर मेरे सोच से
तुम मुत्तफ़िक ना करो
तो तुम्हारे वजूद का नहीं ठिकाना

अमन पसंद हो
इल्म अदब के पैरोकार हो
तो कैसे जाहिल से बंदे हो

सब ठीक है
ग़र हमारी कहा सुना करो
नहीं तो ये सर जमीं नहीं तुम्हारी
ये आसमाँ नहीं तुम्हारा
#यदाकदा

An artist needs a secret lair and a muse. Don’t care about muse no more but this is my secret lair.

The only people who visit this place is that old man in the picture and I . He comes here to talk to his childhood sweetheart over phone who he reconnected few years back .

He…