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Souls Die Young

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 …

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Transformation

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 …

Child-like Blaze

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 …

The First Coming

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 …

Sunny Days Are Here Again

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

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 …

A Wind’s Tale

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 …

Hearts of Ashen Copper

Hearts of ashen copper refuse to erode away in surprise torrential  downpours,   Adamant  and resolute not to dissolve in scorching heats & mighty  tempests  they stand  their grounds .   For hearts of ashen copper  are deftly crafted to withstand the snobbery  of thundering bolts.    But the ruby hues  wither away against  cold  lovers who carry …

A Masquerade

Disguised behind a plastic  carnival masque, life  can’t be more than a  masquerade, a mere facade of jarring humour labeled a tragedy for few intellectuals who shed  crude tears on the transient,  Slapstic miracles  for those   godly beings, may be a loaf of bread for the beggar on the cobbled pavement a dying sigh proclaims a lover,  Life …

Life

Blunt  swords of red-eyed karma  spare no one, A beginning has an end    Fate a meandering  serpent cunningly arrives hissing licking with its parched tongue venoms of misdeeds long done and  forgotten !    By the way What is in life to lament about?   A Sysiphian myth  a vision carrying  heavy rock up a tall slope to  see it rolling  …