As sexy as the vocable voluptuous sounds, Doesn’t change the fact that you are round, Some might have avoided saying plump; Out of civility or afraid of being frowned, Anyway, you do have on yourself few extra pounds.   Hoarding old clothes in the corners of the closet, Hoping one day it would fit again;… Continue reading

I can write about the fallen angels and the rise of diabolical demons, Also, the species that fall in-between; the cryptic humans.   I can write about the inner peace and the superficial cacophony, Also, the myriad universal symphony.   I can write about the clear sky and the tempestuous sea, Also, the nature’s compelling… Continue reading

He said, “It’s my way or highway,” After cogitating, she chose the latter, Embracing to stray rather than to stay, Much to his surprise; Letting him collect the pieces now scattered. Continue reading

Under the luminous crescent moon, Her heart was racing, as he made her swoon.   Being next to him was complete surrealism, Along with the mystical music of psithurism.   When they both were standing at a distance, Their silhouettes were in blissful coexistence.   Every time she managed to steal a look, His intense,… Continue reading

It was you. It was me. It was love.   It was you. It was me. It was a lie.   It is you. It is me. It is a goodbye. Continue reading

What are you! Every time something new.   A mystery full of contradictions, A character straight out of fiction.   An uncomplaining discreet listener, Yet a tenacious inquisitor.   A notoriously insane gabbler, Yet occasionally a sane adviser.   An absolute stupid conversationalist, Yet often an amusing mentalist.   A person full of emotions, Yet… Continue reading

She was in love with words, He was in love with his dreams, Her world was in her books, His world, in that distant gleam.   She loved the serene library, As she read sans being ceased, He loved the quietness of the library, As he dreamt there in peace.   Books were her best… Continue reading

The allure of the cryptic darkness, Kindles the uncanny wakeful madness. The calling of the caliginous serenity, Is the beautiful source for mental clarity. The endlessly clear and twinkling sky, Sparks the crazy indulgence of wry. The constant hoots of the Parliament of owls, Compliments the wise, mystical night prowls. The luminosity of day doesn’t… Continue reading

Beautiful you were, Beautiful you are, Beautiful forever will be, Thinking otherwise, would be downright blasphemy, No matter how others might see,   Indulge in your eccentric rhapsody, Let the rest pander in the envious parody, You are not just defined by your anatomy, Your idiosyncrasies are the result for such cosmic alchemy, Uncover the… Continue reading

It was strange being a stranger to you, Wish I had at least noticed the cue! We had a history, Now vanished like a mystery.   The stories that we shared, Of love, laughter, and despair, Even if, the annihilation was preordained… Nothing could have had me prepared, For the bond once we had, is… Continue reading