Sound asleep little ladies.

  “Move along” as the beige uniforms shouted, the moon was raided with life ending sparks, deafening voices and fusillades, slowly bringing the living night down. some here the church bell go… One and two – the shots hit the core. while poor fellow die hugging the defense, they reminisce the last bit of the…

Muse.

You dripping in perplex, I was born a mistake. But you never did beckon me I was always your carousel Of memories and mulling. Your ice breaker when You dated privacy, And have graduated from Your room to cornered parties. I immensely doubt you silence When there are shackled screams. Yet, I’m your best wingman…

Madness.

You called me, right? Through the broken window last night at 11:11? No? Yes? No? Yes? It’s stinging, now that you are embracing sophistication. Such delights, you’re unable to handle and care. Strip, lady, I’ll soothe your rough edges to abandon you with a little more of them. Bottoms up! Or yol’ll dance in measured…

Bloopers.

As you were snuffed, in and out, the light you bring is viled and bright to you; We lit it out for you. But here you stand with, tank load of mistakes, all flowing through and through. The childhood always revolves, Like a spinning ball of wool, where the furry fat cat is dad, in…

Phantom chain.

Without a doubt, before I knew, on the noon of a cold April day I’d set out with my jumper and arrow. There was a heart-shaped cage, third shelf of my bookcase. As ordinary as a Thursday, of cake, biscuits and water. I scrambled from shelf to shelf in search of an envelope of myrrh…

The stranger, Augustus Roark.

  Maybe we never met. Across shores, or in next door; Scents of love I never get. Maybe we never met.   Maybe we didn’t know. In huge crowds, in parties loud; My heartbeat would never grow. Maybe we didn’t know.   Maybe we never realized. In million songs, and nights long; No feeling I…

New year’s eve.

12:35 am, Saturday, December 31st’16 It was this evening I turned a bit more immune to people who give me chills. I’ve never had a heartbreak. Never experienced one till date ’cause I didn’t give into liaisons and it never crossed my path. However, know what it feels like. I guess. A bit of pinching,…

Counted days.

I come to conclude with ambivalence and bliss, an agnostic ride rode, I might miss but never diss. A kinship might have bloomed thankful enough not loomed. I imply tacitly in my quotation, “If you wish, in my potation, mingle your own little devotion.” Crux fathomed, I know not, such corny, little silly plots! Flooding…

Schooldays.

It was in the mundane, irksome principal room, Eric wished for the ground to break open for him to reach middle earth. It was ringing in his head… “Tell the truth, Eric!” Mr Andrew barked. His mother, Cecile Jones, was nothing less than a mute witness and his clumsy, drunkard father glared, silently oathing to…

The heart wants what it wants.

I opened the door and quietly sneaked in, he was staring into the dark of the night. It had been twelve years since we first met. I had known his ailment but I had to move in with him, now that his heart was losing its desire to live. He needed someone to take care…

P for passionate.

I beautify a person when she is me. And make her bring art to life. I make her put her existence into words. As she walks, I pour out of her eye. I shine behind her like a halo, making her glow while I ache within her. I portray the best out of her, squaring…

Summer season.

I’ll wither and you’ll see me writing skeptically under that yellow lamp. A room so dark you’ll hardly catch a glimpse of what I write. December will remain my favorite month, letting the snow invade and throb my heart to the infinite-th beat. A room too empty to echo every beat. I’ll wait for you…