SIMPLY SHOBANA

That Place Called Heaven

It is the place where the Sun breathes a little, And paves the way for a drizzle, So that the clouds water the gateways of another world. Of course, it is just as colorful as the orange of… Read More

Would You Share That Spot With Me

Would you share that spot with me, Under the umbrella like tree, It seems like it will somehow be able to sprinkle a little of the sea breeze on me, And maybe just protect me from those sunny… Read More

Nostalgia

The shimmer of the setting sun glistens against crimson clouds, its fa├žade, unblemished. The lighthouse stands regal, as stoic witness. The waters create a contrasting veneer on an evening of nostalgia. Nothing can disturb its peace, not even… Read More