Poetry

I wish I could see you over and over ; Cause my obsession towards with you is never getting lower..! Your yellowish stain make me smile, And your frost blue make me cry..!! In the world full of galaxies, I am just stuck with you ..! May be because of your pitfalls ; Or maybe because of your solitud  Read More...

Amazed it pump well after all achesyou gave..shape it hold, is bit disstorted ,colour turned pale nyou blame me for change...each vein hold thorn to prick it ;enormous they are , how will i stop this?.Roots expanding to reach every cell ,injecting memory we had ,every tentacles hold a story about us  Read More...

If I ever doubt you, it is me. If I ever doubt you please understand that it's not you but I have been through. If I ever doubt you please understand that my past ghosts me and stand between my magnificent future. If I ever doubt you, understand I have encountered highly toxic souls to reach to a so  Read More...

Miracle A miracle unfolding inside I sense with a difference It's not the same always Sometimes I miss the doorways I write because I cannot not write It makes me more bright  I can't wait to be more amazing I feel like a joyride Creating my journal A journey, I love to travel I'm on for whatever G  Read More...

The day has been dessed just like you, today.... Wearing a red bindi on the forehead. I don't know how may birds were flying but happily outside...! And the songs they are singing, coming to straight to my heart through ears...!! I can hear it all form the balcony... And feeling like my heart-beat.  Read More...

Young and Old What conclusions told Needs to go Need to know Mind frozen cold Melt and unfold No more time Walk and hold Break the mold Young and Old Young and Old Speak or scold Talk about joys Talking problems annoys Break the addiction Check the friction Ride the struggle Just a bubble Life is g  Read More...

This is now, not 200 years ago, not tomorrow, This moment in time is what is happening...it's what will change and destroy...it will determine life or death...it will make an imprint...it will get the ball rolling in one direction or another...I know there's nothing I can do to change what surrounds  Read More...

She stands Day in and day out Tethered to a pole In her own urine and faeces Her hind quarters invaded forcefully With fists and steel rods From time to time  Pumping ejaculated semen: She bears her baby with fondness Though she's in pain.. And when she brings him out Even before a couple of licks  Read More...