The lone tree that stood in my garden.
PUNEET MEHRAThe lone tree that stood in my garden.
PUNEET MEHRAMorning coffee is a ritual best performed alone.
PUNEET MEHRAWould you remember me for a day or four, or will I live with you in your heart, at the core?
PUNEET MEHRAGhosts exist as thoughts, and some of them are hauntingly beautiful.
PUNEET MEHRALet the memories remain warm, even when everything is cold.
PUNEET MEHRAModern-day love stories are born not out of love, but a tired mind and a restless heart.
PUNEET MEHRAI love you more now that you’re a memory.
PUNEET MEHRAYou’re my home, not just a stop along the way.
PUNEET MEHRAThere is no greater sorrow than that of a soul, moving through the tunnels of hope, holding on to the beautiful past while drowning in a pool of darkness all alone, all alone.
PUNEET MEHRAFly like a butterfly in the fields like they did in the time of yore, fly like a butterfly in my heart like you never did from the time of yore.
PUNEET MEHRABe like the crescent moon, far from full, but shining nevertheless.
PUNEET MEHRAWe are not the mightiest in the skies, but we are all fireflies.
PUNEET MEHRAWe hold on to people like stars on a moonless night.
PUNEET MEHRAThe heart is known to provide solutions from time to time. Listen to your heart.
PUNEET MEHRAYou exist in colors that don’t exist, like memories that are mine but all yours.
PUNEET MEHRAWe are all stars in someone’s space.
PUNEET MEHRA