The lamppost

(Sketch: The secret by Deepak Rawat) It’s nice to see you again, How’s your life been? You remember this lamppost and our promise!! God, how foolish we had been. I guess the stars have changed!! I don’t see them smirking, like the way they used to do. Maybe this road too has forgotten us; since we didn’t meet, like…

Poem Recitation (The promise)

  Cold winter breeze over a sleepy oak forest. The promise of a kiss, a ritual before the long sleep. Her cold breath, whispering, warm melodies of her world. His jaded eyes waiting, for the silence; in memories of her words. The leaves now yellow, the sky turned gray and still. For his love will soon…

The promise

Cold winter breeze over a sleepy oak forest. The promise of a kiss, a ritual before the long sleep. Her cold breath, whispering, warm melodies of her world. His jaded eyes waiting, for the silence; in memories of her words. The leaves now yellow, the sky turned gray and still. For his love will soon be…