The InkDiary

Your captures ... my poses Your camera be the wanderer... me the bed of  roses! And both of us together Would turn the world upside down ...

My eyes were so fond of light, That when they saw the darkness... They blinked many times. My heart was so fond of pride, That when it f...

When I walked the roads alone in the moonlight I know you have been there by my side Listening to the muted secrets of the night Hand in ...

They say he is a MAN For he has never had a tear in his eye! His tremendous esteem never let him cry Yes he is a MAN they say! It is tru...

Footsteps that once played beats of happiness And harmonised with the orchestra of autmn leaves Today stand at the doorstep playing their ...

They used to talk to me with muted lips They used to dance on my naive beats They used to be my soft support when I fell They played in m...

For the ones whose hands aren't free to feel For the ones whose eyes aren't ready to see For the ones whose ears aren't open t...