Something A Miss

Genesis began a void an empty black-hole on whose fringes blinding yellowness dwells. Something a miss in the center! What, I shall never know? A fissure somewhere in the embellish wall in-front. Always one brick less in the cemented wall of our existence… Advertisements

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The Day We Became A History

The day we become a history, the sepia air dampened the lush green memories,the hollow houses stood empty while the gleeful  ghosts of the past occupied shallow graves, that lazy brook saw it all with her tearful eyes, the azure skies didn’t budge from their stands while the ancient trees remained testimonials  of the day we become a history.

Fear

Fear is love it lingers… chases and  breaks, melting away in veins morphing into pulsating  heart-beats, strangulating in narrow lungs Fear is love!

The Great Land

Standing in the land of the great Apaches Midst blooming wild poppies and the mammoth elephant grasses, thinking of the dream that once Martin Luther had. May be the days of  chivalric Camelot are over, as I heaved reclining on the grand arm chair; vicious winds from the North gushed  echoing footsteps of a massive feet …

A Glance

  A glance is enough for the heart to beat to  transform naivety into shrewdness  of some kind, many long for it in the ancient past to moisten their dry parched youth, as the case it never befalls where it ought to, yearnings fossilized froze in the corner of heart, birds never chirp on the skeletal …

Pride of A Flower Wreath

Weaved with a lot of skill and compassion Oblivious stood erected in disdain  Persian turquoise, Indian indigo… You name it, and I had flowers of different valleys Bathed in egotism, adorning-robe of pride Relishing my pristine appearance, while Scorning others, self gloating was my sin Sure of my fate, to be embellished at  reception decor …

Life Happens

We begin grand, lofty  curved, meshed up chords  entangled at the centers,  lefts and rights, inflated at  the very core  with crimson bloods raging and ranting in those youthful bulbous veins but then Boom! One  more sonic Boom! A Bang! Life happens…. I am no enlightened soul I am nobody, just address me somebody , but …

My Kitchen Empire

When my man is under the spell of elusive raven nights, I carry in my bosom a long -held secret, in glimmers of the faint candle-light   I carefully lay my eyes upon the shelves of my oriental kitchen, laden with my bridal  copper pots & pans, embellished of emerald peacocks and exquisite Mughal florets. …

Wish Something Do Us Apart ( humor)

Auspicious rings are exchanged holy priest with a same weird slurp proclaims them man & wife, little did they they know, the perpetual struggle is the fate they signed for.   From now on they are soul mates in epic fashions of their parents who till lived agreed on almost nothing, It’s all but the …

Pain

Pain often reclines at  the back of my parched throat on other occasions it runs smoothly uninterrupted in green veins, free-flowing,  as it is always the case love is conditional, whereas pain fills up the thirsty eyes,  morphing into tiny tender crystals cascading down the gaunt cheeks  without a bang or a crackle  so quietly, …