Spring is here, But you are not, Your touch makes me bloom, Distance is draught. #writing #writer #blogger #blogging #bestpoemblogs...

The land elongates the distance by miles and kilometers, by sun and rain, by you and me. The maps cuts the distance short. At least, the...

It suddenly feels as if the connection we had is abruptly broken. Just like a dream broken when we wake up. The details of the dream...