Life's sometimes that involuntary poem you write on a random tissue paper,adorning the drops of your spilled coffee.The essential conception of transient memories,courting a poet's unsuccombed oblivion. - AbhiN
Life's sometimes that involuntary poem you write on a random tissue paper,adorning the drops of your spilled coffee.The essential conception of transient memories,courting a poet's unsuccombed oblivion.
- AbhiN