In The Sands of Rajasthan

Jet black silhouettes of trees, Against the dried inky canvas-the sky. A full moon shines in the left hand corner, And becomes the twinkle in your eye. Swiftly pass the black landscapes, And silence descends on them like dew. A million thoughts I weave into the sky, And create a black and white picture of... Continue Reading →

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