Sulaiman's work- my dream mausoleum

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 23 ; the twenty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we...

Sitting lone in my class of arthrology, amid the tensions of pharmacology. Assignments queuing up like an endophyte, followed by dreams ...

Peeping in was the month of may, A day betwixt Saturday and Monday. Not waking up from my doze, Going deaf to my alarm snooze. Now, the ...

SULAIMAN's   poem reminds me of those days where prose was never heard of. He rhymes his story of staring into those"Venomo...