Everyone will leave this world some day but, where will our spirit go?

Some day, life on this earth will end for each one of us.

Just writing what comes to mind.

Not willing to let go, she continues to wait.

It is an unfortunate fact of life that two-faced people exist.

I miss my nan.

POEM.

Hostel is the best place where one can really understand one’s life and how to live a life. It teaches experience and a lot many things in one’s life.

A poem.

Haiku. Poetry in haiku form all about life, death, and fame in California. Killer haikus about the hazards, pitfalls, and cursed lives looking for fame around every corner in California.