Poems
It all started in the woods when my sadness was stolen by the elements of nature. I later came to know there is a world outside the garden which I am yet to explore"
Bare feelings dusted with flakes of creativity
Bouquet of epiphanies, collection of intricate emotional nuances and not to mention the sweet but bitter experiences. In the words of my heart I would say these writings are tender bare feelings dusted with flakes of creativity.
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