Humans of Himachal

ऊँचे पर्वत,वो गोल रास्ते,थकी हुई, मैं सोचती हूँ,हर मोड़ पर,अब नज़रे हटाँउगी,पर दिल नहीं मानता,आँख

What kind of love is it..?? The one which neither let you be at peace 

What colour of skin, do death and sufferings acknowledge? Don’t look at me now, pretending,

Proud on shallow connections, You thrive to earn, All this fake affection, Can’t be a

Those deep brown eyes Held my gaze, He spoke to me In million different ways.

Alice and the rabbit hole, You’re making me feel whole. Sleeping beauty and spindle, I’m

Wolves are hollowing at the peak, Birds going total freak. Is this reality or a

Every time you’re hurt, You keep coming, Your heart, is a heart, Others have machines,

You shall see me, Where these horizons meet. Stay here, quite, Please, have a seat.

I met this guy on the shore, He was cool, funny and something more. Bright