Every piece of writing by all those profound writers influence me. For a while I slip into a stupor, drunk in their words, the meaning of life… Read more “Back to Masters”
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I have always talked to you. Right? Hope I’m not being delusional. On some pretext or the other. Reality or whim, it’s always there- the communication. Nicky
A Request
Nothing would be more hurting Then You breaching my trust. Not even your leaving me Not even your being distanced Only your lies, Only words which you… Read more “A Request”
Waiting
I saw her There at the doorstep Waiting Dark kohled eyes, Draped in nine yards Tugging loosely around her That vermillion adorning her face Those curls fighting… Read more “Waiting”
Loving Him
Loving him, I loved myself. Loved life. I’m not afraid anymore. He is a blanket of warmth and safety when winds are howling and wrecking havoc at… Read more “Loving Him”
Know me, yet?
I don’t like to be figured out. What’s the point then. I’ll be like any other woman walking down the street. I’m not mundane. I’m not what… Read more “Know me, yet?”
The Sounds
I pledged to not to lose myself again Again. Trust is a fragile thing, a tiny wispy creature If, a woman she is Easy to bend, molded… Read more “The Sounds”
