I’m that diary, the pages of which might have gone faded and brittle ,Just to hide her secrets between lines.The pages of time,Take us back to some silent fancy of her & mine.Flipping through my pages,You get to witness some smudged pages, still stained with her tears. Trust me!!! She vented out episodes,by clenching herContinue reading “An inanimate friend.”
A peep into Dahlia's Wordscape
Unleash the intensity within you, let the words flow.
A peep into Dahlia's Wordscape 