“What if we are all just characters in a novel…. And when we forget what we want to say. It’s the author backspacing?” I read this today and now all I am wondering is, really? What if? I mean what if we are all just fictional? What if everything that’s happening to us is… Read More The Author’s World!
You may write me down in history With your bitter, twisted lies, You may trod me in the very dirt But still, like dust, I’ll rise. Does my sassiness upset you? Why are you beset with gloom? ’Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells Pumping in my living room. Just like moons and like… Read More Still I rise!
I was strangled. A rope tied around my neck, the grip was getting tighter by the second, and my eyes were widening with the same force. Beads of sweat rolled from my forehead, to the corners of my cheeks, towards the chin falling onto my breasts, mingling with the musk beneath. I tried to… Read More When You Just Cannot Breathe!
I woke up with a smile today!! Yeah, I was as surprised. Just before I was coming back to consciousness, bidding good bye to my unconscious or absolute unconscious, there was a light shy smile on my face. Yes, I could feel it all, almost know why I was smiling too. But just then I… Read More Waking Up With A Smile.
I am—yet what I am none cares or knows; My friends forsake me like a memory lost: I am the self-consumer of my woes— They rise and vanish in oblivious host, Like shadows in love’s frenzied stifled throes And yet I am, and live—like vapours tossed Into the nothingness of scorn and noise, Into the… Read More I Am!
Because I am feeling a little dreamy today, Because I am reading something too beautiful today, Because everything is too good to be true today, Because I believe; today:
Do dreams come true? Before you say yes, let me make it clear that I am not talking about those dreams which we see through our eyes open, the dream of becoming someone, something, the dream of being with someone, of achieving something, the dream of going to some place. No, I am not… Read More Dreams!!