My memories always clutch my brain to understand the past.
A writer leads a hyphenated-life with words.
The joy of knowing a foreign language is inexpressible. I find it really difficult to express such joy in my mother tongue.
I want you to be my black vulture:forever monogamous!
The taste of moon is like honey to all honeymooners, but after some years does the moon's scar make it bitter?
Night never needs a shade but it requires to fade into the grin of twinkling stars where light is just a glint of scars.
Deceivers are the most hideous creatures in the world.