Broken Promises!

HE: “For you, my love, I’d write the most beautiful words, on the dirtiest parchments; I’d grow a pious lotus,  on the filthiest slurry; In the rustling of dry leaves,  and cracks of dead twigs, in the midst of autumn’s bald wigs,  I’ll raise the greenest woods; I’d fly in the night sky, with you,... Continue Reading →

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Approaching My Fate

O traveler, a companion from past the mate in bed road and in sun red; hear my lament, for I'm approaching my fate. O wanderer, flow like a driftwood, to the country afar, and show to the folks, our gallantry scars. Tell our children the stories of love the tales of youth voyages when we... Continue Reading →

Men and Dogs

She was stalked, like the dogs did;  she was sniffed, like the dogs did;  she pampered him, like she would;  like the dogs did, he owned her; a dog at his heart, he barked filth at her,  he said he loved, but the man in him rose; he barked, her face scratched,  her lips red... Continue Reading →

Chance after Chance

Chance after chance, she gave marks after marks he gifted, the story of a woman’s tolerance and a man’s dominance ended with her breaths, and commenced again with his new stalk.

Mirage

Her eyes reflect world, but I work in them, my image, strange is her love, neither comes nor goes far, like a mirage, stays afar.

I believe in Miracles!

Oh yes! I believe in miracles, I’ve seen infinite of them. I have seen a little bridge hold strong under the weight of infinite people with infinite locks in their infinite hands, and infinite faith in their infinite hearts, infinite names on the infinite locks, infinite keys and their infinite dissolution in the infinite water.... Continue Reading →

Is it the “White Powder”?

He fell down with a crash. He is my fried and if he falls, with a plate full of eatables, smearing himself all over, what am I supposed to do? What do they expect a friend, like me, to do? Well I’m expected to laugh, laugh till my stomach starts to pain like heel. Laugh... Continue Reading →

Pangs!

I might survive this pang, I might survive the next pang, might survive  yet another fit... But how many times do I survive, till I survive?

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