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Ravens hover in the clear white sky
Playfully eyeing the fields of rye
Calamity struck, a massive flood
Fueled by my comrades’ blood
The heart that yields to the Rising Sun
The hand that grips the spiteful gun
The stomach that has hunger won
“Susume!” March forth, no … Continue Reading
A tussle of gases, dust, chemicals, and energies;
a reverberating shock of cosmic rage remembered through centuries.
A tussle of air, water, earth, and seeds,
a multitude of green blips spanning across fields.
A tussle of ice, water, and pressure;
Strong waves engulfing layers of treasure.
A … Continue Reading
The zephyr rushes past my face softly.
Tears cascade down my eyes
While my mind drowns in reminiscence of you,
Thinking about us, only to realise how love eventually dies.
And in a single stroke, my canvas was monochrome,
Deprived of every single hue.
You, my love, were the … Continue Reading
Standing atop this debris pile;
This sight, splits my soul through twice
Visions of ember tales caught on fire,
visions of Gideon molded-in lies.
In dubiety, I stand;
Both these crossroads seem to unite
Tears are delicacy a man can’t afford, they said;
So I chuckle with charring blurred eyes,… Continue Reading
My last serenade to you—
Of splintered dreams and unpainted hues.
The ardour of my abode on a cold winter night,
The warmth of your embrace in delight.
With empty words and soundless chimes,
I mingle in the shadows, devoid of this touch of thine.
A mother’s anguish, … Continue Reading
The Stairway I have always known.
Whose banisters I could never discern.
Those cryptic steps are polished, woodtone.
Its temperament bent and taciturn.
I tread in a place of no return—
The first newel post remains unshown.
Sense not its start or when it’d adjourn—
The Stairway I have … Continue Reading
“This vista couldn’t have been more golden
The sky— a flavour of honey and peach
The shimmering waves, the soft sand
The unreal horizon, a lie I would believe.”
A sunken smile as I hear you take a deep breath,
Saltwater from my eyes become one with the sea,… Continue Reading
“Oh, where do we begin?
The rubble or our sin?”
The temperature rises,
the clouds roars at their sins,
and they run from the hell they created,
leaving behind the rest in the rubble.
Darkness looms over their heads,
a volcano starts to find its way;
Hoping to turn everything … Continue Reading
I told the stars,
About us,
And in the constellations,
That we created,
I’ll look for you.
I’ll look for you in the reflection,
On the ocean blue.
I stand in the rain,
Hoping to be drenched in something,
Which is not memories of you.
But only I know,
How … Continue Reading
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