She thrashes you, harasses you, enjoys when you’re beaten and down, plays coy when you look up with a broken nose…
Come here my Abellona, lie next to me Watch me set fire to every memory We had, we lived together, … More
The City wept that morning and I left. My shoulders were not strong enough to bear her pain anymore. They … More
Why did I fall in love with you? Maybe not the first But by the second day, I knew, “This … More
I am lost, lost in the darkness, this darkness inside. I do not know now where I can hide anymore. … More
I like being childish. Childish is fun, not necessarily simple, but fun. It is fun to wake up every day, … More
Kolkata is very selfish. She takes away a lot from you, more than it ever gives back. Every tiny secret … More
The sky is all red, Red like the eyes of that girl crying, Crying about something, A little unclear, a … More
Why does this Man not cry,
Always having an alibi?
Ever since, he left his teens,
Who knows where his mind has been?
Oh, how poetry ceases to be found when happiness is. The comfort, the exhilaration, the joy, all of it overshadows … More