The way passes away..
like marooned door's silence...
which has nothing..
even an existence...
The way I crossed..
had enough to preach...
aspects of life..
echoes of philosophy...
long cacti ground for experience..
I am still a pure human..
many times feel proud..
same much times low too...
smile...Jolly....with silence..
Think life is just transformation of energy...
lost in colors of almighty..
About Me
- Lokesh Bisht
- I earn by having a look at photographs, scrolling thousands in a day. Freaky mind having no sense if u couldn't figure it out -/ Earth's shape is changing.
