We were always destined to meetTo fall apart time and againEstranged and broken we wereChaotic in our jingling livesAnd yet you found me.
Tag: pastel doors
Travel musings – Jodhpur
When nostalgia hits you with pastel doors.
Travel Haiku – Jodhpur
So he will come to youWhen you are laughing raucouslyLeast aware of his lingering looksAnd eyes that refuse to leave your presence. Caption taken from one of my poems.
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