That night I gazed at Her for a long time. Diffident She, then put on that black Veil over Her. "You're more becoming now.", said I. She hid herself behind the Leaves. The Demure Orb of Night. ~Abhy~


She was that Poem Penned by the Writer I loved to Read That turned me, a Reciter. She was that Painting Painted by the Artist That kept me Smiling Even at the darkest. She was that Carving Carved by the Sculptor That brought me the feeling Of, World is a Cluster. I was Cheery For … Continue reading A SEARCH FOR HER


Her anxieties and worries On her Beloved Of leaving her, on flurries Were all Unfounded. ~Abhy~ P.S – This post is from a series of word challenge written challenging  another friend blogger UmaDevu


She asked me to write our love story. I,with my those limited worldly wisdom, penned it. Ours, is an old ordinary told love story. Everyone said, its Plagiarism. Still, the One in it said, " Beautiful Work". Yeah, a more Beautiful one can't come from me, anymore..   ~Abhy~