Hope is a delicious poison..
Hang on to survival(art of living) when you feel suicidal.
The time i wait for you ..
“May I come in?” asked the memories.
Ur memories are nightmare of my reality..Don’t trouble me feasting all the nights nd my sleepThere’s no other place that can hold our cherishing moments to keepAnd u haunt me with ur gestures nd habitsThat surrounds me… – Talkative girl
Happy mother’s day dad!!