Halfway To Asphodel

Things can happen almost never, and then all at once.

Decay

Despairing, desolate, destitute.

Chauhan pens his newfound infatuation.

Chauhan's pen reeks his need to trudge on.

Chauhan pens his pain within.

Arthur, Arthur in the phone; Who’s the craziest in the unknown? When the world preys and prays, Who’s the one cast and thrown? Arthur,...

Maybe we are supposed to meet the wrong people, Maybe we are not meant to be, Maybe we are satellites, Maybe we are the unlucky ones,...

Tears, warm tears, Flow by my side. Scaling the skin Very much alive, A remnant of what’s died. Tears, unwanted tears, Flow by my side....

मैं यहाँ अपने आप को खोजने आया हूँ, उसके शहर की एक रात चुराने आया हूँ! मैं यहाँ अपने गीत सुनाने आया हूँ, उसकी शाम मे एक पल बिताने आया हूँ!...

She listens to me Even if I’ve nothing to say. And she sees things in me, When I have nothing to show. She stays with me, When I have...

Let it be known, That you’re with no thing. Let it be told, That you owe me nothing. But let me tell you, That you sowed in me something....