CALL IT THE ARRIVAL

I still can’t tell why it is called ‘morning’ shouldn’t it be called the ‘arrival’? To have dissolved through time coursed through space navigating sopor mazes; the cloudscapes,the mountainous dreams, the pockmarked nightmares and sleep-breaks like speedbumps on life’s highway? My neighbour’s car won’t start even while everyone is far...

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I WON MYSELF

Dust kissed the sole of my feet as I trod upon the ground valiantly a herculean task was set before me I peered into my heart and courage was visible I peeked at a mirror and I saw a fidgeting image whose image was it? I battled in a bottle...

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LINGERING ROSES

Sparkling with radiance, gracing the morn Men, come of age, came scouting at dawn Whilst the wise rose got woven in blissful wedlock The haughty, out of folly, dared no man to pluck When comes a new day, it fades with the moon Its radiance and beauty vanishing too soon With each...

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OF NATURE

You don’t copy others’ verses You can write your own verses! You don’t depend on others You have two worthy hands! You should do all those things That you think is right! You should neglect those acts That you inked as wrong! Don’t listen to a priest’s call Attend to...

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