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”
Tag: musingabstracts
Angst
It’s difficult to understand everything, it’s like reading in shadows, fleeting light from the creeks of windows and doors. Life has become interminably incomprehensible, dried and cracked.… Read more “Angst”
Conversations I
It’s therapeutic, they say when you pen down what ails you. Why, then I’m lost in this maze of words every time I write my thoughts out.… Read more “Conversations I”
I
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”
