He strolled into the room Silence screaming behind him, She garnered herself on the couch Terror and throes screaming from inside her. The stress, the tension surfacing The unknown reconciling, His anger transpiring Her calm deescalating. And in a sap all was lost A yank through her ruffled hair, An irate haulContinue reading “The Amassing Vengeance.”
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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.”
The Subtle Irony Of Being A Woman!
Hello fellow bloggers and readers, Today, I am thrilled. The only reason for this is, a dear fellow blogger, PSEUDOMONAZ had invited me to write a Guest Blog Post for her page, and she has accepted and published my simple and very plain thoughts. She has a category “On the other side of silence’ where she postsContinue reading “The Subtle Irony Of Being A Woman!”
That Evening
I was running on an empty lane outside my house, without any shoes, without a dupatta at 7:30 in the evening. My salwar being stained by the puddles caused due to heavy rain an hour ago. My kurta too was a bit torn around my high collared neck design. My hands were stained ofContinue reading “That Evening”
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