By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey I feel presence of my being In your glaring eyes where streams Of untold miseries flow to weave A world of aborted desires, unfulfilled dreams. Your pale face tells the days spent in miseries. I feel…
By: Chandra Shekhar Dubey I feel presence of my being In your glaring eyes where streams Of untold miseries flow to weave A world of aborted desires, unfulfilled dreams. Your pale face tells the days spent in miseries. I feel…