Thursday, 18 February 2016


Photo Courtesy :-SHRIMOY ROY


Spewing fire I spin. I spin and I spin fast , rebelling against the moss , against the germs and life itself 

Nothing can beat the freshness of the drops that awaken me as Mother prods me up to begin a green day

Chocolates? Dominoes? Mosaic-Take your pick for perception and imagination is what keeps the soul young

The scripted paintings of the nature as if Van Gogh has taken the task of  rearranging them as per God's command

In the midst of wilderness lies a tethered soul gunning for freedom in the midst of the shackles of the urban prowess

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