I have a secret message a covert skill I am conversant with, I have written you a million times scribbled you secretly nipped and tucked you in my verses hiding from the prying eyes folded neatly between the pages of my poetry tucked secretly under the poetic verses you can find my eternal love dripping in those context … Continue reading Covert
Category: Quotes
Stench
This city is crazy this city is brimming there is always something rotting burning people walk with crinkled noses and with scurried steps with the voice of the screaming heart those spires of the skyscrapers piercing and pinching the heart of the sky which bleeds on the people who bet their life on the beauty of the alabaster moon … Continue reading Stench
Absence
First Published in Literary Yard, August 2018 Your absence is a reminder of the pain a phantom entity present in one moment absent in the other like the suppurating sore at the roof of my mouth stemming from the disbelief of heart like the deep seeded memories of the youth in the old eyes of … Continue reading Absence
Tiny Buddha
Just as a candle cannot burn without fire, men cannot live without a spiritual life. ---Buddha Have you ever looked into the eyes of Buddha a reminiscent of the eternal calm and serenity they wake you from the deep slumber of ignorance the facade of the the life you are living in partially open partially … Continue reading Tiny Buddha
Quest – A reflection in woods
In that thickness of the deep mesh of woods where the heart feels the light is denied and it falls prey to the devouring reality Those twisted twigs and tangled thoughts And people living with broken truth my doppelgänger tries to find its true identity Those little saplings of dreams and wishes cursed by the … Continue reading Quest – A reflection in woods
My words
My words are falling incessantly from that oak tree lying in the refuge at the bottom of that big old giant waiting for the mercy of the wind to gently glide and take away to promised lands where they were strewn again or kept in the folds of the those yellow pages to remind us again … Continue reading My words
Live to the fullest
“One clear moment, one of trance One missed step, one perfect dance One missed shot, one and only chance Life is all...but one fleeting glance.” ― Sanober Khan Oh there it goes fleetingly, swimmingly, gently, just another moment traveling on that speck dust on that sliver of light which you hardly noticed with our heads down and … Continue reading Live to the fullest
Lover’s Tiff ( Micro poetry)
Racism ( Micro poetry)
House(Micro poetry and spoken word)
First Published in FIVE:2: ONE #sideshow magazine, Sept 2018 That dark well in the courtyard is like a monster as it devoured my sister and never spat her out that dark window sill is blackened by my mother's elbows as she waited patiently for my father to arrive those cracks in the basement door plays … Continue reading House(Micro poetry and spoken word)
Putty
“Even the most beautiful of the stars are taken for granted night after night.” ― Veronika Jensen My heart is broken, smashed, squelched countless times broken, shattered, splintered in million pieces it has suffered enough no amount of assurance and a lesson in life can keep it from shredding, tearing, breaking How do you survive? you ask, … Continue reading Putty
Nature (Micro poetry)
Milestone ( Micro poetry)
Facade ( Micro poetry)
Past ( Micro poetry)
Transient (Micro poetry)
Longing ( Micro poetry)
Self love
A warm and a tight hug can do wonders I have heard It can lick and suck all your pain for those who have eternally suffered It's that magic potion that elixir that have worked wonders in the present and in the past that secret ingredient which has turned the sourest of the situations into a loving … Continue reading Self love
Prism ( Micro poetry)
Funny ( Micro poetry)
Aftertaste ( Micro poetry)
Dying Star ( Micro poetry)
Reflection
How many times have you been mistaken for someone else in a crowd or when you are missing someone so dearly that you are constantly looking for bits of him in other people.I guess " The out of sight, out of mind" analogy doesn't work for the people who are longing for their lost ones.Love always leaves a deep impression on your soul, which is hard to forget. Love reflects in mysterious ways.
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