A slice of sunbeam shone upon the dead leaves strewn beneath the purple sky; and for a moment in time, it truly seemed, as though they effulged with life! © Isha Garg
Month: July 2019
Imprints
And when you leave, the memories linger sultrily, imprinted in the now enriched hues of the glass vase, and that silk cushion; our movies, and that jazz we danced to... © Isha Garg