Literature

A beautiful memory

A beautiful memory. He looked at the moon and then to the streets. A lovely couple were walking, holding hands and smiling. He smiled, thought how beautiful life was when… Read More »

Her hand in mine

When the mountains echoed her voice I remember those days when we used to hold hands & look at the sky gazed the stars at nights and the moon shining… Read More »
arthabihin

Something that you had.

something I wanted something that you had something I gave you something you broke into little pieces smaller than drops of my tear Couldn’t hold you forever cause you pretended… Read More »
sunsets

Gray or the Red.

A blind man’s search for colors. I saw the gray color Thought everything was back to normal But who could have guessed it was cloud gathering at a place To… Read More »