Ah! This is such a wonderful sight Away from all heinous plight. Amidst the bed of roses Smelling the smell of happy doses. The two girls playing Dancing and swaying, Happy, serene Jovial and green. I love to see them I also want to be them, Playing with my brothers and sister Oh,Continue reading “I’ll Be A Good Girl….”
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I Smile.
I burn my body to ashes But my conscience savors and yearns I rot amidst my own ashes But my soul transpires beyond the patriarchal tavern. I burn and I smile Beyond my submissive rage For I have no dreams Only a small selfish realm. I burn and I smile Even from myContinue reading “I Smile.”
Deep Blue Pajamas.
I am not a morning person But then again I am barely even a person, But since I am not a morning person And when I am forced to leave my warm smothered bed I cringe and cry Not wanting to rise. I shed off all my dreams When suddenly, my alarm screams AndContinue reading “Deep Blue Pajamas.”
The Mystical Pishogue #2
I am fierce I am wild I am an emblem of self-implied exile. I am aggressive I am saucy I am an insignia of selfishly haughty. I am bold I am vain I am an image of disdain. I am dominant I am arrogant I am yet, a metaphor of a self-loathingContinue reading “The Mystical Pishogue #2”
Delusional Happiness.
A car accident- A bump on the head, inside, “Thankfully, she is all right” The doctor sighed, But from inside the room she cried_ Crying and cursing her fate, The only time she sheds tears when she lost some weight.
The Screaming Silence.
The bedroom door closed She flinched He grinned She shuddered He smirked. The bed conquered She groaned He frowns She pleads He pounds. The six yards of clothing came off She cringed He smiled She screamed He moaned. The bodies locked Beyond the natural rhythm An innocent body lost With silence beingContinue reading “The Screaming Silence.”
Phoenix in Disguise.
Gone are the days Of you wanting to be above me, Cutting my wings And throttling me. So far, I have battled Cursed and raged, Tried to swim and float Sometimes barely to survive. I have fought and fought Even when the war ended, I tried just to stand and walk But allContinue reading “Phoenix in Disguise.”
Challenge Accepted..!!
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I see a girl standing erect, head high, hair open, long and roughly combed. She has gripped her sides of the dress tightly, way too tightly. Her toes are clinching the floor, scratching it. Her hair hides the corner of her face. She is fair, a small mark on her…
The Last Name Drama
We were just sitting at the tea table, sipping some tea when the conversation began between me and my mother. Of course I don’t remember how it started, but it ended quite abruptly and not in good terms. And I will admit from the beginning that I might not have been the sweetest and theContinue reading “The Last Name Drama”
Whispered mocking
She stood there, staring blindly at the silvery wall, with no engravings on it. She hoped she would change them one day to a brighter colour, never liking the dull, un-happening colour. After all it was her personal space, where no one had the right to bother her, except of course a knock every nowContinue reading “Whispered mocking”
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