Beauty

#This29th

Each day I feel the world rush

as the eyes twinkle naughty; treat

me to love, I see the magic

the beauty of my dreams

With each word, a lyric luring

me to depths of a fable

I sit to swoon, I strive to woo

the beauty of my dreams

I hold a hand, it pulls tight

whispers a promise, to hold true,

forever it says , I close my eyes 

for she is mine, the beauty I dreamed.

Five and thirty gone, millions more to come!

The Dark Ages

A collage of some incidents as reported on TOI online , in the past 30 days

When friends and family cannot be trusted

When morals and social values are lost

When life is a suffering, equality for none

It is the end, it is the Dark Age all over again!

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