This April day, Felt more like a June day, With hot mornings, And humid afternoons, Followed by dust storms, And dark clouds that rumble,...

I love laying in bed with the fragrance of petrichor in the air. I love how the air water and earth play with each other and come to life...

August afternoons are for rains, Surprising you even after the sky has been grey all morning, Waiting to storm the city any moment....

You are just like gravity, To all the emotions, For even if I wander away, I come right back to you. for moon that comes back to earth,...