Simultaneous

Poetry is when an emotion has found it’s thought and the thought has found words – Robert Frost So I had an emotion and by the above mentioned law of transitivity I found words. But this time I will let you coin your own thought. In the following poem you will come across a couple […]

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Cycling Trivialities 

Twined within,  Things never seen or heard or written about. Nothing at all of any things. All sizes but none fit, Words given yet words broken. Colours you would like to see but no colour as such. Openly enclosed, Strange yet peculiar. Registered as my own incompetency, Maybe my heart’s faded inconsistency. So in the […]

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Dots per Inch

Tiny glowing squares, Fragments of memories scattered on a bitmap. Staring at the cracked screen, Ghosts of eyes and punching letters. In these pixels we confide. Beyond illusions, The closer you get , The more I fade. Snared in this pixellated blur of technological time lapse. My insecurities are etched into representations. My body withered […]

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Syncopation

A duet. Where notations meet words, Instruments meet a voice. Where the strings meet a pen, And where a melody meets a rhyme. That is where I meet you. I was just a scribble and you, an unfinished piece. We started Grave, a sort of free verse. Moving into Adagio, Dsylexia turning into a Hyperlexia. […]

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Wildflowers

Fragments of a failed society. Jagged pieces,a work of art. But objectified,still. A hurricane, with floating stardust. A philocalist, nebulas in the soul But dismantled by madmen. Hypocrites, Fainting and fawning over pretty faces, then locking them up in cages. Pretence, Vicious tongues sugar coating, then rambling unguarded content. The manipulative stab, with a miseducated […]

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FREEFALL

I have lost track of myself. No intentions, clinging on the last intricate fabric of someone I used to know. I don’t even look same in the mirror anymore. It is like two people separated by the ocean of time. We all came in a box, labelled and packaged in combinations so we could be […]

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