I accidentally began digging into my photographs from old travels. They inspired me to write what I felt when I was mesmerised and clicked those photographs.
These photographs became my muses and my prompts. I continue writing and revisiting the travel photigraphy collection. This is not just for the rest of the month but till I run out of poems and words.
Join me on this journey into my old travels and new musings.
Stories are medicine. Poetry is shock treatment.
Mention below your favourite poet and also the one you are currently reading!