Nayankasturi Quotes

“I'm the dead writer,
With a dead heart,
But still, it somehow beats..!
Expecting your return,
For the dead to become alive,
And the black to become red,
Again..!”
― Nayan Kasturi

“But still I hold on everyday,
Hoping that; One day,
You'll stay back..!
To flush my lips carmine white,
With berry yield in the fields..!
That'll ripen red; The day,
Of the union of our souls..!
And, the thrist being,
Calmly and sedately,
Dissolving in juicy petals..!”
― Nayan Kasturi