Poem by Sabreen Qaisar With sway of swing, my thoughts were going back and forthIn spring, when clouds were playing with sun and sky was turning pinkI was immersing in ambivalenceIn a place full of amusement, I was alone with…
Poem by Sabreen Qaisar With sway of swing, my thoughts were going back and forthIn spring, when clouds were playing with sun and sky was turning pinkI was immersing in ambivalenceIn a place full of amusement, I was alone with…