Eunoia
A zemblanity turned her life topsy-turvy Extrovert to ambivert, ambivert to introvert Was just a matter of days
Tag: Poems
The Girl Under The Steeple
I was walking a confident walk Fully aware of the gawkers on the sidewalk I crossed ways with numerous people But I only remember the girl under the steeple
Youniverse
I know your different smiles And how the real one reaches your eyes I know your different moods And how you express it with the choice of your food I…
My Ideal Home
A place I often sit and wonder Where I’m never afraid of any blunder Where my imaginations are free to wander Is my ideal home… Is my beloved ideal home!…
Kashvi Gandhi 