from the winters
Kitna khouf hota hain raat ke andheron mein.. pooch un parindo se jin ke ghar nahi hote
Heart of the city❤
A man may die, Nations may rise and fall, But an idea lives on.. -downtown love-
Nature and books belong to the eyes that see them.
And into the mountains i go to lose my mind and find my soul.
It feels good to get lost in the right direction.
Can't describe nature in some words!!!
Grow where u can't
You've planted flowers all over my body and in my head, Now that you're away the flowers died and i'm not okay.