adityasinha (25)in #poetry • 8 years agoDesire of the nightDrop by drop , Drip in my soul. You wet, still ignite , me there to behold , desire of the night.(I) Lips…adityasinha (25)in #travel • 8 years agoPondicherry : Remnants of the colonial pastsOne always gets spoiled for choice when deciding to travel in southern India, even with keeping other parts of India…adityasinha (25)in #story • 8 years agoIt rained in the winterSeeing you For their traction They do call you, Whore, a distraction But still, There is a voice Beneath my…