• abhi_l2d 19w

    When the pain is bitter, letting it out in the form of words in written is sweeter and better.

    Solitude to be chosen over loneliness when presence of oneself makes no essence and can bring no difference.

    All I do now is thank my molten life for casting me into a rock.

    Writings stemmed from the experience at a tender age.

    ©abhi_l2d