Neend na aaye – Fuzon cover
My roommate is at his best when singing in Bengali or Hindi, and when reasonably inebriated. As was the case here. Also, this was recorded without any practice beforehand.
she’s thunderstorms
she’s thunderstorms and cold winds which leave goosebumps. she’s as dark as the night sky and as fair as the dawn. she’s the ocean waves and the tinge of salt in the air she’s the song in the wee hours
dewdrops in the sky
pinpricks of light sprinkled across a dark horizon like dewdrops in the sky. gusts of memories of the rainsmith and the cinders of times past. Like fireworks. Like out-of-focus pretty lights. with a formless tune, with a glass of forgetfulness.
Undream (Part 2 of 3)
It’s taken me almost a year to continue writing this. I should wrap this up as soon as I have some idea of how it’s supposed to end. 😀 Oh, in case you haven’t read part 1, you can find
