In the darkness of the night As he lay upon his bed A thousand thoughts forgone Came pouring into his head His eyes kept getting heavy And his brain began to shut Slivers of golden light Burned through his cigarette butt He kept his senses open But his eyes began to rain Cigarettes and empty…
But Before We Go;
How much life is enough life? How long do we have to be alive, to be alive? No matter how fast we run from it, how much we try to avoid it, death is the ultimate reality of life. No matter how poor or rich you are, no matter how much you bench, no matter…
Anecdotes Of A Lost Love
She stood there on top of the 7-floor building, with the wind blowing her hair from one side to the other, looking at the sun as it went down the horizon, casting an orangish shadow over the world. Her heart raced fervently as she waited for him to come and melt her world away in […]
The Old Man & The Tree
The old man sat there watering the soil around the tree he’d nurtured over the years, watching how it had grown into the magnificent structure that it was today. He reminisced about the time he’d sown its seeds, promising to make it a good, strong one, guiding it into becoming the bearer of all his…
Lost & Lost
There he sat on the ruins of yesterday, For the bombs today had come and gone, Holding on tight to the body of his father, Who’d once sung him a song. He’d told him of the paradise, That his beloved city once was, Of tales of artists and musicians, When loudness meant applause. He looked…
In time
“You’ve been looking at that for so long. What do you see in it?”, she asked him irritatingly, pointing at his wristwatch. “I see the little seconds take the minute hand away from the hour hand, kind of how the world took you away from me”, he said and smirked. She shook her head, smiled,…
Thirsty Waters
Why do we need love? What is the fundamental need for some other person’s affection towards our very existence in this world? Is it because we feel that the person we think we’re in love with is the answer to all our miseries and all our loneliness in this world? Or is it because we,…
When an Inkblot fell on my Paper
Today as he sat down to write, he tried to figure out an appropriate opening sentence for his story. A sentence that would define the storm brewing inside him since the last one year. A year of colossal losses, losses that can’t be shared, losses that can’t be put into words. Yet here he was,…
Distant Memories
“What is love? Is it the meeting of two people who like similar things and have similar feelings for each other? Or is it the feeling you get in your stomach when you grab their hands in yours as you get pulled into that invisible magnetic field of one another? Sometimes, just the thought of…
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