You know exactly how to rile me up.

Abstract Poem.

I’m aware of ..

Time is precious.

I am such a different person now.

You have hurt me.

All the weight in the world on his shoulders, all the wrong cares in his heart.

Who is Baijayanti?

When we go too far into the dark, our conscience is seared so that there is possibly no redemption. We cease to hear the voice of reason and good!

Jealousy gets you nowhere.