Notes full of romanticism,
They permeate the subway air.

The old man with a harmonica,
he plays with flair.

Toss a golden coin,
give a little smile.

But then, I feel lost, a little lost for a while.

Alone in the faceless crowd,
I see

A woman
clad in a vermillion saree.

She looks down at her child with kohl-lined eyes,
that look of hot and cold seemed to suffice.

And then, i feel like the child,
a little lost for a while.

I was not lost - for very long, no.
This is because your letters unfold

They read like a map
A map to my heart

And oh! the laughing starts

-This poem is dedicated to my soul friends-

Sorry. Been too long since I've last posted. Was caught up with school. Sigh. Education. The necessary evil.
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( She's a shooting star. Goodbye. Goodbye. )

During the year end holidays, me & my sisters went to Phuket & took a few pictures of the beach and here they are in this post so we hope you'll like them :)

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( i'll hold this moment close to me. )

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( & like a heart attack, i know you won't come back. )