Quotes by Bikash Chaurasiya

The black clouds and the white clouds,Black means rain White means no rainToday it was different,It rained despite of white clouds.And nobody got wet.

I dreamt of paradise for long,Kept my patience intact,But when sourness hit the bong,I couldnt bear the fact.The sky has its limit,So do I,Hold back and sit,Its always been a bye.The touch of reality,Never touched you,Its been my fantasy,Waiting in the queue.Differences are many,Likenesses are few,Something so uncanny,Always existed in my hue.Deep into the vault,I will bury,This everlasting cult,Not in hurry,Not in fury.