This is a post that was written by Utsav Raj, and he writes about the things that I harbour within the depths my heart and soul better than I could ever. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I have. Draft 4 (HER) He had beautiful eyes. Not the kind which makes you … Continue reading Damn, your eyes.
A poem; Words on Paper by Solaris Denali I try to make art out of literary standards and words. Blue for sadness, green for envy, red for blood and pain. People get too caught up in the ideas of poems and their stanzas, their structure, and form. Their rhyme and rhythm. There is a bird … Continue reading Words on Paper