Posts Tagged: Memories

Delusions


The New Moon And then the wind crept in. And soon it carried away with it the dense white smoke. “I had an epiphany just now!” He exclaimed in a voice that was broken like the edge of the terrace

Delusions


The New Moon And then the wind crept in. And soon it carried away with it the dense white smoke. “I had an epiphany just now!” He exclaimed in a voice that was broken like the edge of the terrace

Some Memories


The other day when I saw the duck-tales, I remembered you and your smile Triggered maybe by the ‘quack, quack’ Of some rich but heartless old dreg of duckdom. And it was then that I realized   That even ducks

Some Memories


The other day when I saw the duck-tales, I remembered you and your smile Triggered maybe by the ‘quack, quack’ Of some rich but heartless old dreg of duckdom. And it was then that I realized   That even ducks

Broken Heart And Rusted Bicycle


Broken heart, And pieces of glass- I throw them out of my window. Useless stuffs!   A deflated basketball, And failed dreams- I sell them out to that street hawker. For a few coins.   My rusted bicycle, And a

Broken Heart And Rusted Bicycle


Broken heart, And pieces of glass- I throw them out of my window. Useless stuffs!   A deflated basketball, And failed dreams- I sell them out to that street hawker. For a few coins.   My rusted bicycle, And a

There’s Something In This Rain


There’s something in this rain That makes the world look like a painting. And there is a little invisible Force in this drizzle That makes it fall Like curtains of wet smoke. And there are some memories too In these tiny vagabond

There’s Something In This Rain


There’s something in this rain That makes the world look like a painting. And there is a little invisible Force in this drizzle That makes it fall Like curtains of wet smoke. And there are some memories too In these tiny vagabond

Nostalgia- Thou Art a Bitch!


No you are not just a moron! Or a pathetic toothless tube light. Or a self-buttering bald professor Of a place full of dynamites. And of course you are not so dumb As to confuse a smile for a kiss.

Nostalgia- Thou Art a Bitch!


No you are not just a moron! Or a pathetic toothless tube light. Or a self-buttering bald professor Of a place full of dynamites. And of course you are not so dumb As to confuse a smile for a kiss.

/ Etc.

Roadside Memories


So we walked on the road as if  nothing else mattered. The numerous people who crossed us all the while, the shopkeepers who were busy selling their stocks, the vendors who were busy crying their throats out, the infrequent vehicles that

/ Etc.

Roadside Memories


So we walked on the road as if  nothing else mattered. The numerous people who crossed us all the while, the shopkeepers who were busy selling their stocks, the vendors who were busy crying their throats out, the infrequent vehicles that