Longing of a paper The longing of a paper for the words to glide, like a magical incantation on its bare facade, must slide. Its...

She Cradled and cuddled in the arms of her doting mother, she grew up listening to stories of far-off lands from her grandmother. As her...

Of kings and dragon tales, Of mysteries and fables in place, Of lobsters and fishmonger, The night sky deals in all. Have you ever gazed...

Escaping through the traverse of the ever flourishing mustard field, her tired soles no more feel the rough texture of the rolling dry...

Words convulse emotions digress, we are at loss, as how far to progress-- at times it feels like stopping here at times meandering ways,...

Offering to the Beloved God