Day: September 15, 2019

Souls on Fire

Cigarettes is a subject that often interests me and I cannot help but write about them. I don’t hate smokers infact, I envy them. This was written with no moral principle, but just a creative attempt on understanding love for smoking. Hush, don’t speakSuccumb to me, I’ll last more than a weekI’ll make you cryI’ll […]

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Different

It was the 4th of May,No the 5th,And the sun was bright;The grass was green;A Sinatra song was playing,In the radio. She rolled in,In a car with lights.First they came out,And then she followed. The day was still bright,The grass was still green,And Frank was still singing,But she was different. Mellow words,Almost spoken in whispers. […]

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Pristine Heights

Beyond the creatures of the ground, the icy skies await! Please follow and like us:

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Drop

I’ve lost count.Drop!There one more,Adds to what dropped before. Knock!Someone opens the door,And another story is told.My shoulder,They hold.Listen, speak And repeat once more. Day break!Empty room,Only to realise,Its afternoon. Bed cover clutched,Eyes shut,Day wasted! Sleep then eat,Bus Stop;Workplace;Show face;And dusk again. Random words,ScriptEmpty thoughts,Pain, Pain, Pain,Stained shirts,And there they,Drop again! Picture by Levi Xu […]

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Insomnia

This was written on an insomniac night, when words were trying to make sense, and the night was just too gentle, I would say. It is probably one of my first poems in my searching-for-meaning-in-life phase. Thoughts, mostly intriguing.They occur only during the nights especially when there’s a connection within yourself that you embrace yet […]

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Before

The world before technology and its boons and banes. Please follow and like us:

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Living

Waking up on the back seat,Of a saturn car,Knowing, I had some dreams left in me;Believing this road is where,I was meant to be;And singing a song,That was playing long before,I was born;Country roads,With folds,Were bringing to my destiny. Memories were being made,And left to be remembered,By those who will remember them,Long after I am […]

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Wallflower

This piece is the closest to my heart. I had written this with a soggy face, in a noisy crowd, in a classroom, as far as my memory goes. I was evolving and I still am. But I will not hesitate to say that I was a beautiful wallflower. Did I mention, that I can […]

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Different

The summer couldn’t have announced a more unholy arrival. Ablaze crops had turned to dust. The little that spring brought was wasted under the blistering heat. Only the rats survived. They fed on the little that remained and then ate some more. A little town, that was dry and thirsty, stood in the periphery of […]

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Questions

I always found love a topic too cliche to write on and lust, something that was overly interpreted, so I tried mixing both in hopes of creating something new and something that I would go back and read to my future lovers.You call me at 3 amAnd I succumb you to you, when you’re high.Are […]

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Just Like That

It starts,As a simple indulgence,And before you know it,We are drinking the night away. In such moments of ecstasy,Time has no meaning,It passes without registering,A single tick. Blurred yet vivid,Awake yet amongst dreams,Inhibitions only for those,Left bored with empty glasses. In such nights as I drink,To lose sense of time,Dream with my eyes open,And lose […]

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If pleasure could speak

Pleasure, erotica and fantasies are often associated with sex and lust. I simply wanted to bring out the different acts of pleasures apart from making love and this is the result!If pleasure could speak it would talk About the unimaginable joy,Of biting into that juicy mango in the summer heat.It would describe the hands soaked in […]

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