In every fissure of those Rubenesque flutes I blew to my heart’s yearning deep sighs of burlesque passions, Sync together euphonious hums of those unrequited moments, which like whiffs get infused in elements of thin air, A melodious tune conceived out of the duskier crevices of fluted grooves where dwells hooves of undeclared …
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I looked myself in mirror not able to recognize the former self, wrinkled hollow, patched skin Cracks, folds open up Oozing dry white lumps lose bosoms hanging out Echoing a common tale sordid but mundane An ordinary but of millions Unrecognized in sea of people Burden of sagging skin Bulbous bones and aching heart Falling …
“Every Year More Beings Die Of Heart-Break Alone Than Heart-Attack .”
A yearning pilgrim, I trudged took heavy steps, to embark on sacred voyage to become a holy rover. Crossed seven-seas beneath herculean skies on thin azure waters of desires in the direction of one promised land. So ancient scriptures recounts on the holy land exist ruins of a buoyant shrine carved out of …
I bled cherry drops at your every exodus My hearts-raced at every knock-on the door, endless ebony nights were spent on cupid’s lyre of harp’s nylon strings. Yet I thrived in backyards of your menacing wastelands, only to grasp your ruthless love’s gloom, like deep-deep cuts of two-edged dagger. I breathed despite all your wicked games, …
The day I pass on and become a shooting- star, disintegrat into million dazzling particles Think of me an anonymous vision who came and went on A mundane dream who lived well and relished all the bounties An unveiled phantom who roamed the narrow aching streets as the northern lights, A faint …
The sacred sounds of thousand conch shells piercing through the eerie silences of deafening decades, a mammoth Himalayan cloud bursted in the Northern horizons over the legendary kingdom of Ayodhya on the banks of fabled Sarayu River. The thundering clouds wrestled, the wombs of giant Earth quivered, the regal blue-eyed peahens ruffled their gilded …
Let us you and I once again meet beneath the vast skies hold hands and take long walks In shadows of blushing trees of fall on embellished carpets of florescent leaves pour out the maladies of the souls Listen in serenity few beats of our hearts narrate to each other the ancient tales …
Oh! baby misfortunes are not when mammoth heavens fall, or mighty Earths trembles it’s when the foundation of faith inside begins to quiver …. Not when you sob an independent woman alone in raven nights but when you yearn to cry in the ultraviolet shadows of northern lights midst millions but saline tears refuses to comply, they have abandoned… …