Moving places
Left a thousand unsaid Because a million emotions were felt On the threshold of leaving them to rest, The horizon got painted in hues of… Read More »Moving places
Left a thousand unsaid Because a million emotions were felt On the threshold of leaving them to rest, The horizon got painted in hues of… Read More »Moving places
No one saw him the way I did. No one tried to look into his soul and read his eyes. His eyes were like that… Read More »Soul seeker
Love is my weakness. It makes me sensitive, so vulnerable. Whether the idea of love comes when I am with a man or without a man, Love makes me gullible. It makes me believe everything that my love says, because when I love someone, I love them so wholeheartedly that I just want to ignore all the bad things about them and only concentrate on loving them completely. But feeding on someone’s love, makes me stronger. I feel like a confident, beautiful, sexy, young lady that I have never felt before. It’s like I gain strength from your weakness. You, who love me. I will drain you out of all of it and feed on it till you have no more to give or I can’t take any more of it. I will arouse your love for me till you won’t know how to stop it and I will have no intentions to love you back. You just satisfy my hunger for love. You, my boy, have become my slave now. It is your duty to serve me.
Last night while stuffing my tiny brains with the world economic conditions, a random realization struck me. The sugar sweet point of my present situation. I sit… Read More »Grateful
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It takes a thought to make a word and it takes a word to make an action!!
The way you look at me I know that you want me The way your heart beats I truly feel you heart beats Your vibes… Read More »I know you love me
The restlessness and monotony of life, leads to The Ignorance of all things beautiful..
Standing on this junction of good n bad There is good in bad, n bad in good. Standing on this junction of right and wrong… Read More »Equinox
I walk about in borrowed robes No home too close No shore but sore What is the peace that I have earned? The beautiful sunset… Read More »Ocean of illusions
Restlessness and uneasyness. An urge to break through. Fly . Fly far away. A falling stone. A moving petal. The blooming surface. A beautiful face.… Read More »Chaos of Reclusive phase