phenomenal women

His Evil Desires

I did it again Every time my soul bangs its head I sing and soar My flesh hurts But my thoughts avoid death I keep smiling and And hurt his ego Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.

Poetry has been a consistent part of my life, first reading and then writing. Though if someone would have said that I could try writing poems, a year back, I would have rolled my eyes and said, “Yeah, right!” Not that I have become very confident of my pieces, but I have come as farContinue reading “Her Altruistic Mien.”

The Glorious Madness.

Like a cloud of fire I soar a little higher In the burning light Of that sadistic sun. Sinking-rising- Burning the golden lightening In the broad of daylight. He fears not- Throwing the silver arrows and spheres In the dawn- quite clear The dusk, a little dear He springs, trying to cut my wings AmidstContinue reading “The Glorious Madness.”

The Betraying Eyes.

Walking down that lane An identical cup of coffee in hand, Her captivating smell brushed my senses And I just fell in love. A crop top and a snuggish denim skirt Defining unpretentiously her grimacing smirk. Hair curly and wild, and on her feet some ragged sneakers Elucidating the most mundane, screaming through herContinue reading “The Betraying Eyes.”

The Amorous Collywobbles.

Walking down that lane An identical cup of coffee in hand, Her mesmerizing smell brushed my senses And I just fell in love. Clad in a simple red rayon saree Defining so alluringly her beautiful body, A mundane watch on her left wrist Elucidating simplicity, discarding the dramatic twist. Her loquacious brown eyesContinue reading “The Amorous Collywobbles.”

Challenge Accepted..!!

Originally posted on Aesthetic Miradh:
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…

3 Day Quote Challenge; Day3.

This is my last quote and since I have made it all about women, why diverse from it on the last day. So, I will share another quote from a beautiful woman flaunting only more how more powerful we are than those men. (Men, no offence, but we are.) Need I say anything more? Yes,Continue reading “3 Day Quote Challenge; Day3.”

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”

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips.Continue reading “Phenomenal women”