In a pool of miry mud The narrow road floats about Harsh cold and cousin Zephyr wind Snow painting me in sapphire tint Musing of...

“Remember, love that doesn't include honesty doesn't deserve to be called love.” ― Alex Michaelides, The Silent Patient Five shots into...

Dylan Thomas’ ‘Poem in October’, as the name suggests, is a poem that indulges in nature and brings out the Nemophilist in the poet. It...