Smoking Aces
Under the warm afternoon sun and wind blowing with just enough chill to get your hair standing on there ends i did it again. Yes i did score some and smoked to enter another world of nirvana where i...
View ArticleWHAT HAS WORLD SHOWN YOU ??????
Just a few days back i read a blog and the question was “WHAT HAS THE WORLD SHOWN ME ?”. Well an intriging thought at first which suddenly took hold of me. An idea which just stuck to me like the...
View ArticleToday I stand naked
I never thought this day would come and I would write this post. Many of my friends look up at me and tell me how i am so strong and patient in my ways, thoughtful and many a times inspiring in the...
View ArticleSilver threads
Reblogged from Pastichelle: It’s those silver threads tonight, spinning into dazzling designs, illuminating the whole night sky. It’s that fragrant gentle breeze, fanning the intoxicating rush of...
View ArticleAny experiment must be carried on our own expense. So market well
As the night gives way to the golden chariot of the sun redundantly pulled by the restless and impatient beasts and the first smooth and silken ray of sunlight rushes to touch down earth doorsteps like...
View ArticleBleeding(maybe in love)
It is just too hard to define what i feel……. Cold, dark and dead. Lost in ecastasy in dark, cause here I dont have to see my face. Not to face others, what is hard is to face myself. Rotten, a corps in...
View ArticleDelusional Life and circumstantial love and loathing………
For a person who calls himself introvert and independent from mortgage of emotion, claiming salvation inside the fort of self-indulgence, keeping his eye tight shut, I seem to be carrying too much...
View ArticleAn assorted view of a man……..
Everyone at any point of given time have an idol. An image to inspire and motivate him/her to be someone better, stronger, or rather to be something in life and that’s good for a fact. Though its...
View ArticleTheory of incidence…..
Impression on the wafer of time, with the light of practicality, and firmness of age. Hiding beneath the shadow of the doubt under the scorching sun of reality are my dreams……. Waiting to be rescued...
View ArticleStill searching for HOME in you….
the wind blows away the autumn leaves that crunch beneath my feet and the rains reduce them to refuse lying in the detritus at the end of the street in the dark of the night when the candles burn to...
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