Quotes by : Nithin Purple

O' melancholy,hectic chill for human soul,herewith dismal presence,any spirit does descent.

Ah! listen the song of storm from my disturbed soul;and it scatters flower buds into its lonely halls;like....

The day arrived,when myriad teary rivers flow and the muted wind faintly died in his tears—an altar....

Ha! spring arrived on her sweet scented palanquin,carried by the spirited Zephyrus and his coir with....

The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as....

The thick baffling blades of false world customs rip off my views and ideas,like breaking every string....