I'm anchored grounded, in your heart where my soul is resting peacefully undisturbed in its tranquility unaware of the turbid emotions taking birth in me A fleeting touch of your palms make the eyelids heavier dreams are becoming reality I have put my worries to rest as I rest my soul in your lap your … Continue reading Anchored



Between the thumb and the forefinger where I'm counting and mapping your freckles as my fingers slide over your curves and etches a map of my universe where my soul my love my passion finds solace, And in every nook and corner of your soul I find shelter for my darkness to hide and dissolve … Continue reading Location


"Some people weave burlap into the fabric of our lives and some weave gold thread. Both contribute to make the whole picture beautiful and unique." --Anonymous Between the threads of reality and threads of our vivid dreams we weave our fabric of life embellish it with our achievements flaunting around with pride and we don't … Continue reading Fabric