Skip to content
vikas chandra
Poems, Songs and More ……………..
Menu
About
Tag:
past
Between Her Darkness And His Wall
Drink Distances My Yearning Eyes
What A ‘Joke’ Is Literature In This World … !
The Last Lost Isle Of The Queen
When She Called Me On Her Last Menstrual Day
When Daffodils Bloom On Tranquil Hills
A River Bleeds All Thru The Night
What Became Of That Macedonia !
Lasting Graffiti Of Pain And Shame
Todays Without Yesterdays Have No Tomorrows
Posts navigation
←
Older posts
Newer posts
→
Loading Comments...
Write a Comment...
Email (Required)
Name (Required)
Website