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Well and the Anthony I knew was a scared and lost little boy confused about life and sought sanctuary by drinking himself out of reality…well I thought I could save him but he only ended up using me so I
Darkness shrouds the dying day, turning everything still but the shadows, growing they are now the undead, gliding towards altars for their daily prey. The silence is just a blindfold, the night but an illusion, things unheard best left unsaid,
The young romantic couple dreamt of moon light meet He was all in Ecstasy as the night started setting in with the Milky moon gradually balooning on the horizon He was on cloud nine dreaming of his beloved anticipating her
Intangible and Two/Intangible and Choice/The Disappearing Cave I’ve arrived at an impasse. It is, yet again, time to decide. To decide on the moldings of your innards and the facade oriented outwards. What to do, oh what to do? Sunshine
Somewhere in between slumber and arousal the twilight zone scoops a fistful of memories. Atrophied limbs. Mottled skin. A cancerous face haunts. Not afraid but I am anxious. Life has not yet ebbed away. I scramble for sparks, my hands
Cups of hot water & beans-Ah coffee! and tongues spewing air laden alphabets; from a lazy afternoon till a hazy evening, coffee and conversation.. Of loves & lies and dreams & sighs, mothers & brothers, fathers & sisters; of passions
Dwelling above Lake Louise is a young Alpha mountain goat who got run out of his pack for trying to take control away from the senior Alpha mountain goat. Young Alpha mountain goat is a feisty and shaggy beast. Fearless!
While out hiking high in the Cascade Mountain Range, with jagged mountain peaks acting as my back drop, I watch as I behold in the glory of Creation a rainbow being created after a gentle rain shower. An eagle appears
In a pool of blood a face swims. Under the boulders there is a muffled scream. Your private god was not there. The space is littered with death-snacks. Births a bloom of limbs, stained shirts, twisted wheels. Dam of tears
Look outward, vacillant eager suitor; the harbouring eyes reveal all. And never disappearing, your every thought would explore revolving exclaves; maintaining absolving introversion. Never subvert the remaining affection; never go. Endless reminder; sanguine. Rarely ever after death, there’s happiness. Every
For a desolatory trident I was feeding my anger. I could not do it, sell myself for punitive lenses of my calculus. A nymphalid arsenal. The war was still going on to strike in deep pockets, demolishing nascent hope. Future
On a cool evening, With sun shining, And wind breezing, Waves in the sea rising, I was alone walking Along the beach improvising the thoughts of simple living And high thinking. I saw a woman and child passing chatting with
As soon as upon the east, the Sun appeared The darkness out of fear slowly disappeared The Sun immediately commenced the invasion To conquer the skies and complete the mission Annihilating the stars which were apart The sun added each
I am in love with the infinite space that you provide. The calm found after each second anxiety ceases to exist, revealing that all will be fine. An invisible duct of constant wonder. You never cease to amaze me. Your
One day a book materializes And floats off store shelves; The other side of earthly farewells, It describes and tells. Upon its arrival, It trends and goes viral; There’s no literary rival – Life’s AfterParty is the title. THE DEFINITIVE
Uninhibited violence. The disappearing she-factor in stem cells at sunset point, which could not collect the evidence.How the tomb-sweeping stopped and candles blown out? This time the thorns were bleeding, flesh was again gone out of sight, and the dark
I am watching flock of birds flying, gradually start disappearing. It makes me feel small and incapable. It’s not about the flying ability, it’s about the freedom. I tied with bondings, which makes me vulnerable. If change is the way
When you have been for long hanging into a strange nothingness, you begin to feel your floating hinges creak. Decide, decide, decide. Because everyone knows what they want from their lives (it’s believed). But creaking hinges are good I say,
For death of conflicts, and conflicts of death, the coming of cessation, I was waiting. Tomorrow must come before eternity, that inness, I will come to terms with one day. The absoluteness of certainties creates a danger of half-truths. An
Forever Pain seems like a beautiful concept, as I sit contemplating your demise. I gazed into eyes constantly deceitful in nature, I guess that would explain you ignorant behavior. Love seem like it would last forever, but thoughts of selfishness
On a rock near the lake Sitting silently I was Dangling my feet in Waters, disturbing it Just for pleasure’s sake. Seeing terrified fish I felt an urge to muse What right I have to My liberty’s misuse? Shivering stars
The deafening cry of the infant and the tiring but resounding smile of the mother herald the arrival of the little cradle to this mystical world of umpteen wonder The creaking sound of the child’s crying,suddenly and abruptly ending, with
Thou art light of heart- Radiance of soul That which has become perpetual in me Is the pleasure of thy embrace- All noble men taught to world thy reverence- We possess the most precious- Is nothing but thy joy- The
Her eyes were shivering a tear while the old year was shot she softly sighed ‘Happy New Year! ‘ And dried the tearful thought. Her eyes were echoing the heart its beating ten to one the counted seconds, whole in
On the blue icicles you were colliding with orbiting electrons naked legs on the rocking chair were expecting the visual words to spook for clairvoyance with the sun decline beyond borders my eyes are damp, I know the bottom was
What is timelessness but the kindness from gods’ eyes wrapping the world at sunset’s time? And eternity, doesn’t it stay hung from of each day’s last moment balance’s pan? Is not perpetuity smiling disguised in the bridal body of the
Were you ready for a virginity test to cross the umbrella of harpoons. A chilled moon will welcome you after slaying the hot sun in the valley of gods. A schism scoops ignominy. Seeing the lights which were not there.
Hey, someone ask my heart…. What’s the reason for its beating…. Only one sound will come from it…. My love has come to stay in it. …. Hey, someone ask my breath…. What’s the reason of passing through me.. .
Those days were at the pate of youth Friends murmured when we sat together. They were unaware of Our oath to be one forever. Our skins never met But only our eyes and hearts. For we have learned that Love
What a fortunate accident? Just the other night, I was thinking about what it was like falling in love with you. I remembered saying goodbye for a few hours seemed like eternity and counting every minute till we were together
Destiny played its role By mingling the two divine souls. It was matter of chance When God took its stance. The two couldn’t do much Except being clutched. The commendable wavelength Added on to the unbeatable strength. Despite the social