torsa_n_muse

hey, thanks for your comment. it took sometime for me to reply to this one, but i am happy that you liked this one! :)

hi, thanx for reading it, but when are your comments comin? :?

To streaks, with love! It all started at the hair-salon, Where we first met! As i saw you perched on My tresses set... It sure was love at first sight, ...

i love this poem. and somehow its the kind of poem i personally appreciate- romantic, full of tender images and of course its like the fond thought which we all ...

guys, i really wanted you all to comment on this one, coz i wrote this stuff on line and wanted to know how you feel about this! write something, even ...

On his Birthday.... We were three months past our date , The first green Saturday night lounge, Where we met...and here was his birthday . The red roses, the candles, ...

its a good attempt and was a plain nice read, that i liked. so keep writing! cheers, torsa

hi, its nice when your poem is read by so many people and even better when they criticise it. it helps you assess how much you have been able tio ...

hi, well i will take care henceforth to make the story more clear for a reader. actually i wanted to keep the lead girl anonymous because i felt her ordinary ...

thanx for all your comments. i will keep the criticism in my mind when writing a new poem. :D torsa

hello! i liked your poem. i think it aptly conveys the impulsiveness and feelings that you wanted it too. but personally speaking, i always like poems to more rich in ...

Mythical moon Numbness transcends the animate To enjoy the luxury of the stellar world. Rarely but the pleasure in it, Lovingly misleads with a mythical herald. But when you get ...

VISION She was silence, Written onto the rustic bed of earth with music. Her breast was a marooned mystery, And her curly locks, Were weaving the dark infinite. When the ...

Copyright! Some stories do not have a distinct starting, while some others might just not have a clear ending, this one has neither. Its just a fragment of life of ...

From earth to paradise... On the beauty of the road, I mused, with metre of the wheel’s note. Over the traversed tracks the cart rolled and rolled, To the destiny ...