She ain’t just a girl, She’ the girl. She’s a flame. Enigma. She’s like fire, Floating on Tender ornate wings Of a butterfly; Fluttering past you In the summer. She’s broken a many hearts And had her heart broken too, One too many times. You want her, Like they all do.. But you can’t have… Read More
This life is,
To get
and
Then let go… Read More
Somehow is a philosophical poem about the fragility of life and attachments. Read More
I want to write, a little story someday, About a devoted little boy; Who left home, In search of God. Only to find, When he finally arrives, that; God, wasn’t home. God, had gone out; Searching for the kid, Who was so devoted that God, wanted not to trouble him. © Jay Kaushal
