“Bang!” and the door closed. I know she left for Florida for chasing her dreams and now I am left on my own with some clothes and cream. I have no idea what should I do, from where to start, no job, a few bucks, and now no girlfriend. I think I should first take … More MY GIRLFRIEND’S SOAP
A pretty old lady lived in a pretty old house. There too lived a sweet little mouse. In the shady, wooden house with a window reflecting the shadow of the pale light, every night the lady left some supper before falling asleep tight. In a few beginning days she threw the left loaf but after … More THE SWEET, LITTLE PERCEPTION
Consider a blind man, so still his eyes stand. Yes, he’s Mr. Cane, a virtuous soul, and the least mundane. It’s a challenge for him as they all believe. But, I reckon it is to find the true relief. So, I too accept this hashtag hurdle and overlook all the muddle. The blindfold of expectations … More THE PERFECT BLIND
When the night falls, look up in the sky, you’ll find twinkling objects up high. Those blinking objects are the beautiful stars, though from earth they are quite far. But, they are not made of rocks on which we could walk. They are just a mixture of gases. But the question why they twinkle? comes … More JUST IN MY DREAMS
Joining their parts, they stand still. They can counter every echoing evil. Vigorously you tremble, still find them ensemble. Hanging on the periphery, striving for serenity. Yet taken for granted, for being just an outline on several maps. Effectual they are regarded, winning praise for their shine. By a chain the neck is guarded, like … More THE GOLDEN THORNS
The big fat wedding, all is set. No gowns this time, only a nano dress. She’s going to be the blast and better than the rest. She’s someone special, she’s groom’s charming ex! So jealous of the bride, she asks her girlfriends “Be the 2nd bride, walk with pride. Make him realize, with someone wrong … More A MINUTE MISS!
I was dreaming one day, I heard the thief s’ pellet spurting. My brother went to the bay, Visited again wobbling. He stroke the door Like the guns’ roar. The hubbub alarmed me I rushed to open the spooky gates “What ground s’ are of thy wait?” Before I could articulate, He swathe me with … More THE LATEST SATISFACTION
Guess WHO WHAT? He came like an angel with skin so soft. So creative indeed he was could turn into a basket, an envelope so fragile. He is fashionable too wearing clothes of various designs. His face so colorfull like the face of a cube. He is meticulous man, about keeping his surroundings clean. He is … More ANY CLUE?
The ghastly winds with wailing clouds, thunder like fathom’s cry. Like the hidden secrets in heart, the seeds must sink deep. As apples are meant to be red, why phantoms fly and haunt? When all run from the open grave, Why the shrouded is a crave? All the mysteries at night sneak, don’t they fear … More EERIE ENDINGS
What a lovely day it is! Can’t forget in the un-comming years. With god I meet today, for some questions, seeking answers. Sown in poverty, wrapped in dark thread. Been a young lady, no band aids for my shed. Banished by the lavish, banned from the temples, blind for the nights, barren, virulent wounds, no … More WHY ME?
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