Love a deceitful whispered silently in cold nights gently waking me from a self induced delirium, echos of those chatters and laughters, lingering on in some nights, for Love remains deceitful and dimpled lovers elusive , I humbly accept what my beloved offers knowing that price paid for few moments and sighs in love is much …
Like a seizure sadness took hold of my withered heart a brutal blow , frenzied it leapt, spat it’s venom in tubular veins to merge with red liquids, now in possession of every fold of the body, even when joyous petals touche my cheek, love birds suckle on heavenly nectars, or naked rain drops take me in …
Cups of sooty coffee criss-cross darkening stains on Chinese porcelain, echoing a prophecy of a Turkish soothsayer, a destiny embossed on those parched cracks between the folds of the mandarin cup, a topaz vision, may be a hallucination or myriad psychedelics at work a Bedouin on a caravan gilding on golden dunes, a nomadic predicament a home neither …
A ruby heart which snapped and fell apart in two as it couldn’t hold the jolts of young lovers gone sour. Those translucent blue veins where once ran the streams of ancient Nile and Ganges freely like the fountains of voluptuous youth, Those courses now run parched and wasted. On whose rocky banks civilizations of prosperity thrived like transient …
I’ve lived multiple lives, surviving to live as a man, Million little moments sabotaged to feel as grandiose as a man. Countless nights sacrificing cotton fluff like yearnings to please what became of that man. Marring those ardent desires in whose rustic Earthen wombs human hope is conceived. Patiently waiting, ogling …
In the deepest gorges of heart dwells a child-like puny little blaze, A minuscule bright topazic infant flame which glows in the darkness of shrewd world of the grown ups The little flame never fades, for it protects the naive hearts, from falling prey to the coldness of the corrupt The child-like …
Adorning the scarlet crown of thorns he graced the parched sands of ancient Bethlehem with legendary bounties of those infinite compassions. A messiah took birth in the shanty dwellings of the humblest shepherds, A shooting star sighted somewhere, It was the first tremors,those calm whispers and silent tears. He silently …
Hello Friends, Hope you all are crackling teeth in frigid temperatures ( 😝) of cold 🥶 Arctic weather . Sipping hot ☕️ beverages and sparkling bourbons 🥃 . I’m enjoying balmy sunny weather of 26 C (I won’t tell the place 😁) The sadistic side of mine refuses to share such pleasant weather least everyone …
Voids of hearts are like withered leaves of bygone autumns Young saplings do sprout in vibrant springs, hope takes birth in fissures of Earth But the gloom of marble tombstones erected on scarlet hearts forever lingers Tombs inscribed on polished ruby hearts stand like rows of platoons of martyred leaves Midst celebrations of …
Started at 3 pm to look for morality, Hours minutes pass by, Walking waiting sleeping But road to morality seemed long On the curvy path few are busy, Some in slumber, some don’t really care… My guardian angel texted ” do not disturb” Keep on marching, keep on trudging Perhaps one must ask what is …