Affliction

My white little stick,wrapped in death’s cloak,looks so benign,till it’s tipburns red,of it’s own accord. my hands, the docile slaves,my…

words

if reality blazed like words i wrote,i would have turned to ashes already,reality is a plateau,while words rise and fall,its…

a betrayal

When betrayal hits you hard,even if its a shard,you yourself can give,have given, you believe,Does it give you an edge,to…

Nights

I love nights more than days,Days are dusty and noisy,They show everything so bright,Contour of love dissolving in clutter,With no…

Fishy

All these images rollicking in my brain, Like school of restless fish, Most of the time are too swift to…

Love

Sometimes, it’s just enough to know that we love someone.  Without whispering into their ears, without any message inside a…