Women are like dogs, but they are not dogs. Whatever name you call her, that name she would bare. Should you call her a dog, don’t you expect her to act like a hare She would certainly give you a home full of dogs. If you call her a queen, you’ll live out your life … Continue reading A Letter to My Virgin Brother
I write on a leafy note with an ink that prints out my thoughts incompletely. My words of love, spread affectionately in colorful fonts expressing my unmatched desire to pitch the best spot on your heart I write my words, thinking neither right nor left but with beaming smiles and eyes seeing … Continue reading Unending Love Note.