The Barrens through the Heaven

Blue Line, Yellow Line, Red Line Some smaller; The green line, violet line Some exclusive The orange line.. We intersect each day We cross each other; Only colours, aint we? Together we make, the veins of Delhi: Alone, We are just colours.. (Dated: 4 December, 2011) courtesy: "Lump In The Throat"

Crimson streaks through zenith Hazy with fog; Outbreak of a new dawn. Chirping of swallows & sparrows, and Croaking crows: Awaken me. Is this day forth Going to be The day of my life; Or just Another day of my life.. (Dated: 4 December, 2011) courtesy: "Lump In The Throat"