Posts Tagged: Poison

A Recipe For You


It’s simple Wet it in a bucket of lukewarm water. First, cut it, Then, crush it, Powder it, And piece it. Grain it, And grind it, And lo! Here’s my broken heart For you. Advertisements

A Recipe For You


It’s simple Wet it in a bucket of lukewarm water. First, cut it, Then, crush it, Powder it, And piece it. Grain it, And grind it, And lo! Here’s my broken heart For you.

The Chill


There is a chill in the morning air Which raises my hair, As it brushes past me, Slowly and steadily, Like an ox-carriage On it’s way back to a village From the hustle of  a city. And this chill never

The Chill


There is a chill in the morning air Which raises my hair, As it brushes past me, Slowly and steadily, Like an ox-carriage On it’s way back to a village From the hustle of  a city. And this chill never

You See, I See


You see black, I see red, You see stone, I see a bed. You see a spark, I see fire, You see drops, I see a shower. You see height, I see cliff, You see alpha, I see alif.  

You See, I See


You see black, I see red, You see stone, I see a bed. You see a spark, I see fire, You see drops, I see a shower. You see height, I see cliff, You see alpha, I see alif.  

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The Voice of Silence


Listen to this silence. It conveys so much. Things that are tough to say; things that cannot be said. It roars like a storm in front of my senses. It tells you the story of an ancient curse roaming in the

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The Voice of Silence


Listen to this silence. It conveys so much. Things that are tough to say; things that cannot be said. It roars like a storm in front of my senses. It tells you the story of an ancient curse roaming in the

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The Crumbling Of My Mind


Look, the world is crumbling apart As if it’s made out of powder and dust. Look at the buildings falling down part by part. Even the trees are turning into flying ashes. And feel this seething wind Which is blowing everything

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The Crumbling Of My Mind


Look, the world is crumbling apart As if it’s made out of powder and dust. Look at the buildings falling down part by part. Even the trees are turning into flying ashes. And feel this seething wind Which is blowing everything

The Mob


Sometimes out of the blue I feel afraid And vulnerable. As if I am going to be soon Attacked by a mob, Which is searching for me badly In the grasses and ferns. And they are crying At the top

The Mob


Sometimes out of the blue I feel afraid And vulnerable. As if I am going to be soon Attacked by a mob, Which is searching for me badly In the grasses and ferns. And they are crying At the top

The Poison, The Pages


Letting the stagnant poison Of ages Drip drop by drop down, The mazes Of my veins and blood That blazes Dreams of fire and death That fazes My sullen eyes in the dark. In stages Coins, corn, coriander, And sages

The Poison, The Pages


Letting the stagnant poison Of ages Drip drop by drop down, The mazes Of my veins and blood That blazes Dreams of fire and death That fazes My sullen eyes in the dark. In stages Coins, corn, coriander, And sages