What a new look have you assumed,`Sailor'!
What an array of colours have you got!
You just recall Blake's burning bright tiger!
Or,Dante's Inferno as it is wrought!
When did you work it out,Dear,w...
A photo is a memento.That's its basic purpose.Proverbially short-lived is man's memory.To help him out to treasure what's likely to be lost in the thronging inflow of his day to day cumulative experie...
Born of an unmarried mother,a boy
Tastes the bitter rice of life to heart's fill,
Snatching,raping,dacoiting in no coy,
That lead him after all to grind the mill
Of a prison cell,down...
The Zero's a magnificient cipher,
E'en though a hollow hole,it is a whole,
When judged with a word it's not very far,
For it can sit any where as a soul,
No start,middle or end can be ...
Wrought in a curious artistic congress,Shelley’s The Cloud does verily shepherd the very niche of our fancy to those inaccessible heights of the spatial sky wherefrom looking down everyth...
Sunday is to-day and she has left all,
Everything seems to crumble and fall,
Life now tastes to all her dear ones as gall,
Time,however,flits and fleets very fast,
It must do so and a...
Sunday is to-day and she has left all,
Everything seems to crumble and fall,
Life now tastes to all her dear ones as gall,
Time,however,flits and fleets very fast,
It must do so and a...