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I was floating with the wind He captured my wings I was lying on the ground He crushed me beneath I was waiting at the door He locked ...

Just like every night I sit tonight with no idea but a feeling overwhelming.

Now I have hugged you a million times that every hair on my hands knows your touch each pore exudes your scent. I have swallowed your t...

There is a room and there is a blanket on the bed waiting. There is a faint memory of warmth on the fur fading. Every dark before ...

My heart weeps but the cheeks smile. Mind is in conflict. Is it happiness of weeping heart? Or sadness Of smiling cheeks?

There's a steady defined growth on the tree in my backyard. I'm seeing it since the days of my childhood I play around with it, s...

What do you see - The dying wall Or flying wings? What do you take in - Through your breath Through your skin? What's on your min...

I dwell in those emotions In your knowledge of my existence In those tears not demanded Within those suffocating fears Beneath the...

There is a compulsion, an anxiety speeding up to throat, madness shooting out from mouth, urge to accept and proudly declare, the scars to ...

A strong desire to hate. Hate the sadness. Hate the timidity. Hate the lack of knowledge. Hate the lazy mood. Hate the speed. Hate th...

There is something wrong. I keep refusing. I say NO as easily as people breathe. I nurture intense hatred. I maintain silence. I shut mysel...

I saw you at 3.00 in the midnight, in your casual dress and old floaters, talking to that group. Your hair looked dry, so did your ha...

I was riding pillion with my friend on his bike in the area where he used to live few months back. I asked him why it is not possible for h...

Here I, volunteer for the dirt staring at me. Stumble over the mean mock-rock. Give away my urbane for bear hug. Let the craving carve t...

The ride. I take it everyday. Up down fast slow There is no end to it. My heart thumps. Gives me thrill! If you see me, Call. I mi...

What I saw and pitied today, later collapsed on me like some viral disease I caught through my sight. The story of anguish might be differe...

Independence and freedom to choose teach us life lessons which can never be forgotten. The room you live in becomes a wet-lab where experim...

The screams of silence are deadly than those of noise. I hear them constantly inside me through nothingness. There is a void which pulls ...

Last evening's events were just too tiresome to be given a shape of an article with details. For the first time in my life I faced such...

Inspired from the experience at prestigious city event for the corporates - The Urban Stampede, Bangalore 2013.   It is the motion agains...