A day in March, and thoughts of you

In this month of March, when spring should have been, I'm half blinded by the sun blaring into my face. And yet beneath strands of loose hair, hazy brown in light, there's a smile radiant inspite of the heat and exhaustion. There is an absence of wind in this static day, but the entropy of…

Lil’ lil’ things 

With evolution and inheritance playing between species, generations and between the very cells we’re made of… humans seem to be its best result. Having a cranial capacity of 1300 cc, eyes with a contrast ratio of 100 000:1, luminance range of 1014 …. it is but obvious, we’re blessed beings. But in the rush of city lights and…

Recognized you. 

And it was as if the stardust in me recognised your voice- the emotion behind it, your heart, your feelings, your grief, your joy, your past...you.  Recognized you- As an old acquaintance, As a recent meeting,  As a lost love,  As a newfound muse,  As eternity,  As oblivion.

Bitter aftertaste

Shimmering drops still  Clinging, dripping down  the window still  After the rain has ceased.  . Several streaks still lined  On skin from striken eyes traced down, after  the heart has cried it's last.  . Solitary, swivelling leaf Fluttering through the silence,  Grit hung in the wind, When a storm has come to calm.  . Sharp…

My humble duty

  The ones who aged in their minds, said the world was dark and dread. I figured they could be right, but I was still young in my head. I found the place with much too light. More flame than would be the need to ignite. There was light, in glares and glow, gentle in…

Cold floor, colder feelings, smoke and more

you know what's beautiful? when i sit on cold floor, and even colder feelings inside of me... and i know, that finally i'm home alone and i can afford to release. But somehow, i cannot because there is always a hesitation that chokes back sobs and words alike... either arising because i sit there not…

A Foot of Sand

She smiled, as the water tickled her feet, just like how a mother amuses her child. She felt relaxed, the weight of her being comfortably settled on the sand. She looked on towards the horizon, thoughtless but content. He smiled, spotting her at a distance on the beach. He felt relaxed, seeing a sweet smile…

Following the flaws…

To all of you beautiful people...    Thank you for all the appreciation, likes, comments... and above all...  for acceptance.   Not all can accept the Abyss of flaws that I have created here...neither can everyone know what the darkness of the abyss might hide...or what light would illuminate the flaws... Alas, it is only very…

Some faces

Some faces are created thus, that only bare light from eyes, that seek  the rarest forms of beauty, can glorify it's contours... Some faces are carved thus, that only danity shadows Of some drifting muse Can rest it's joy on the surfaces.  Some faces are made thus, that only sightless wonder of blind belief and…