Valentine’s Week- A weary week of love (no pun)


Two days and the dreaded (for most guys) Valentine’s week shall hurl towards every single and committed person, with different effect. A week that I usually spend oblivious to the occasion followed by a typical finale- my mother pitying me enough to agree to be my Valentine. In my first year, she had arranged for…

Chapter 3- Flick the dominos


I followed the morning sun.  I loved how I could wear different layers of clothing. It was as if I was in the military. I had bought myself a carbon knife from Switzerland. Although expensive, they looked elegant to me; they solved my purpose well. It wasn’t the usual rainforest. The base was far less…

Love


I lay him down to sleep, The screams, the cry, the desperation of eye, They all fade away in smoke. She watched as he gave away, For a lesser pain, the heaven await. She smiled, as if to infer my deed. Judging nay, an understanding sought. Drop by drop as Lucifer grew, Her lips so…

Sinner


Forgive me lord for I have sinned The walls still mock the horror The crimson lay Dried the voices swoon Heylel says, ‘thither art nay sins Sans love thy cry, san tears incendie’ Is truth beheld or is voice futile Either be I blood Father forgive me; I have sinned The verses make them worse…

I love You


The heart mine skips a beat when I think of you The way you blush when in my arms; Your scarlet lips upon my face. And how you be within the thorns, yet so serene. With you I need not words, For you know what I’d confess. The nascent monsoon, Oh! The smell! Reminds me…

Box Of Roses


A weary rise, a smile senile The vain deception of a walk suicide Romance of days are drunk by night Box of roses left behind Hold thy heart while you hold the wine The face of a dream on a vile new high True I say the storm is gone Clouds they laugh As stars…