The evenings of this March, Are bright orange, hot yet windy, And the birds chirp, Sharing stories of their day, With one another, Before...

Nothing is the same as before, Not even the sunsets, Not even you, Not even me, Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

The hues came to me today, When I couldn't go to the hues, The universe knew I need them, To survive in this inconsiderate lair, I don't...

I'm missing too many beautiful sunsets, And I don't like how it makes me feel, Incomplete, inadequate and incapable, Of living a simple...

No two sunsets are ever the same, Because they're healing different things. Like heartbreaks, Even when it's caused by the same one...

Tum uss shaam ki tarah ho, Jo dhal toh gayi hai, Par ek umeed si fir bhi dekar gayi hai, Ek naye savere ki. Tum uss shaam ki tarah ho,...

The last breeze of the day, Whiffs past me, As the sun sets behind the hill, As I sense some relief, Despite a tough day, That it'll be...

We met to watch the sunset, And all evening, I just looked at his face, As the golden light of the sun, Reflected at him, And through...