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Tie the knot with my mortgaged life – I have started the self-descent. Don’t leave me alone – I have to unload some debts. It was very disturbing. I have again forgotten my alphabet and become illiterate. Your consent is
Before I go back into this sickening world, before I see people doing things that they never wished. Before I know people are not busy as they seem to be. Before I forget the true colours of my heart. Before
Joy Slim, beautiful and humble Daughter of Felix & Angela, Sister to Tony She loves to sing, dance and play chess She feels Joyous, full of life & enthusiastic about life She is happy when helping the needy, in their
Rose blossoms in filth Love for lust begins in bliss Thorn accompanies Rose uncertainty is part of Love Rose looks beautiful when fresh Lover looks attractive at first sight Rose withers over a time Love turns bitter after some time
Ever close close together ever fast in our embrace. We have lived lived a lifetime always danced at life’s fast pace. Danced to tunes tunes remembered that for us will never fade. Knowing now our time is ending yet, come
Love and malice are sides of a coin both feed equally to our mood. We praise the charm of our lover first for beauty then the qualities, in the name of understanding we weigh the obedience. Affections for young self
The skin drifts: explores the trash: Atlast the path was liberated. Each leaf becomes a face of a felled tree outside the wisdom; you make death on water. Accidental – reversal of pathology, a hospital expires in bed; peace was
Truth you seek, Character you weave The beauty you perceive, with the eyes austerely. Respect you earn, sacrifice and yearn Leaders you breed, Monarch unveiled. Mother, sister, lover or daughter The legacy you leave of your charismatic nature and affection
The crowing cocks, herald the dawn, The surging sun, signals the morn, The homing birds mark the dusk, A change in every phase, so brisk. Spring sets the country in bloom’ Summer swallows dispel the gloom, Autumn leaves the trees
‘I saw you standing beside the tree Surrounded by lush of greenery A beauty, that everyone would be Jealous ,to this pleasure, that I see As gentle winds whispers tenderly At nearby hills and through the valley The meadow glows
Look at the sky It’s rather black in October— a ruse that it’s about to rain when it’s only threatening not intending to do any harm or good whatsoever. Look at the sky keep watching tarry a little, until your
Sky, draw my starry signature For a consenting wish to be alone To be alone, to be alone with my soul Till the Moon lately shown in all my enabling thoughts. Pleasant hours’ dimming glories Are weaving Earth’s new stories
Run, run and run, Life is a long run: Neither you and nor me Can win it and be free. Except the ultimatum, That’s Death!—–which is sure to come. No winner and no runnersup, Neither silver nor golden cup. Newly
Loneliness is what I call the monster that hides in the corner. Waiting for that moment to strike. Staring at me with those glaring eyes. Those glaring eyes that are the only eyes that can actually see my soul. They
Hold them dear And protect them from fear Shelter them from the raging storm And look forward to the sun and the warm Tough times are ahead Light can seem far away Together you are strong And can face the
She was a star amidst the gloom her smile was like a shining boon So swarthy and scruffy nevertheless, her heart was fluffy. I grin when I recall her beauty, A fugitive being, who fought till end.. But destiny had
Instant in second thought would we peer morely impoverished flame would we adhere lonely would we let love persevere or love in lost love in those disappear into a pleasance our one love so near an impoverished flame of our heart so sincere pleasance from love we once sought in
It was in you, the beast. Reading your private thoughts: tribal instincts to gather tools. Dwindling belief. You are left high and dry after the deluge receded. A big fire erupted in your house to burn you alive. Footfalls of
Allow his thoughts to enter your mind, Allow his feelings to merge with yours; Allow his emotions to mingle with yours; Allow his soul to be one with you. So what he is much much younger to you, So what
Once it touches it savors, A specialty or a perfect taste, A succulent prep it favors, Abhors that morsel gone waste. Inferno, when spruced with spice Addictive, when trickled sweet, Arctic, when met with ice, Articulate, when prudent and upbeat!
I was on the road to revolution; when I met- The childless mother beating her chest in sorrow, the widow shredding tears of solitude, The motherless child crying for company, the father who had lost his son… For the road
A fat island burns under a looming sun. Bleeding rays will enter your eyes to see the blundering world. The gods were melting down looking at the corpses of faltering orchids, spread out at the feet of a white blaze.
As she gazes from the eyes Of heaven’s Exquisite disbelief She recognizes her mother In nature’s beauty And she pauses to reflect On the tears she provides As rain, nurturing The lives of the All And finds such inexplicable Purity