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I got a quote which said �Just because someone doesn�t love you the way you want them to, it doesn�t mean that the..

Clasping with frail fingers, An old silver hand-mirror, The sides of the glass blurred with jaded green, With beautifully sculpted angels perch..

Its about me.......

It is black beyond the wooden frame, Yes, it’s black not dark, It seems so for ages now, Well, May be I missed on the sun or perhaps th..

A stage I organise every night, The Bed, With two pillows and my fragrant Naked body, Put off the incandescent lights, Light up the mantle, ..

I am seven, Have a blue friend, Sky. Its blue, bluer than my new dress. I stare at the blue, And it ogles back. Surprised at my miniscule exi..

A ceiling balanced on four cemented slabs, Walls, hollow within, With a thousand screams shut deep inside. Closely structured with little breat..

Tick tick. Tick tick, Time’s gone yet the time has arrived. …… Its slit, Its dripping, And I see it all around, Red.R..

A shrill sound of cheerful laugh, chases me,chases me to the farthest corner. I sit alone gazing out of the window, a glass pane hiding half th..

A wide seamless road, ends coalesced in the equator, threatening loneliness prevaling on the way, silent, so silent, breath sounds as an erupting ..