On Love – I

Before anyone faints or cries or laughs their asses so hard that they die (RIP), this (one written after many a month!) poem,  partially influenced by another, which was suggested by my friend, the hopeless romantic, forever.  [A Poem about Love] I am undoubtedly the wrong person to talk about love. To date, I do not know if what … Continue reading On Love – I



My Many Valentines  This Series of posts was a result of random musings that occurred while writing an exam. Theme-ing it in accordance with the supposedly-romantic celebrations the coming week.  "How's your boy?" "He is no longer mine." And that was that. *** I cleaned up my souvenir box last week. It was about time … Continue reading One