We give little hearts to those that move our spirit during our lifetimes To some we give souls becoming a part of them as they become ours It's a tough bargain to willingly give the reins to your heart away Haunted by the dread of being stranded alone or of being played We know all… Continue reading Little Hearts
Autumn is hereyet, there's winter in my heartSummer seems a distant dreamAnd spring? Spring was a lie from the very start © Isha Garg
THE TRAIN OF THOUGHT
I’m just a passenger in the train of thought; I do not know the destination, yet I am not lost. The ride is smooth at times; and sometimes with jerks is fraught, when one thought meets another, collides, clashes; and then to peace is brought. Sometimes it meanders into dark tunnels, sometimes theories does it… Continue reading THE TRAIN OF THOUGHT
Ishaism – October
Inspiration is the bird that alights on the mountain of the mind, adding ripples of music, to the flowing rivulets of thought... © Isha Garg
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