Loneliness-II

Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth.
For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures,
and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Taming Minds...

ಪಂಜರದ ಪಕ್ಷಿ

Space - Time Paradox