He sipped tea from the disposable paper cup, under a tree, enjoying the drizzle and petrichor. She stirred the mocha, her eyes, aimless. He put on weight; the tee shirt has gotten a little tight and life, hopeless as ever. She burst out laughing as her friends approached her, teasing her about the boy who … Continue reading Distance.
"Life is strange" Said my father, "Every man you already know is still a stranger, even to himself."
Life is a book, you say? You turn the pages Searching for the perfect end I do the same Hoping to begin again
Pain, my dear And nothing else Keeps me sane 'cuz when I looked up To the skies for sun, All I got was rain
Burnt papers, Fallen leaves And a heart that grieves; Scars that healed, Tears concealed, Love, the lust and greed; Broken promises Stolen kisses Wasted ink, Everything that disappeared in a blink Blood and scars, Sun and the stars Whisper tales of us Memories, victim to rust.
This shouldn't have happened. If it's really that unstoppable, I must take the fall, not the other. My favourite black jeans is now torn at my knee as I skid past the lorry trying to avoid crashing into the car that crossed us. Little did I know the disc brakes were so effective. I could … Continue reading Memories.
Where has it gone? I remember shoving it inside the closet a month ago. I'm careless with things I think I'd never use. When I was a kid, an autorikshaw used to drop me at school. As I grew older, the modes of transportation have changed from bicycles to bus. With age came a rebellious … Continue reading Raincoat