Craving…

Whenever I was late returning back he was the one who would come running on the balcony just by sensing the tick sound of my heels. But now that balcony was no more occupied with the manly presence. And I am again reminded of those days when I would noisely pass through his hostel room¬†... Continue Reading →

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Haiku #6…

When things went dull I trusted him to get repose then, but situation turned darker ©Shreyablogpost

Chicanery…

A glass of alcohol and a packet of cigarettes replaced, those two champagne glasses placed in a beautifully dressed up tray. The 'cling' voice of the two glasses when cheers done, just vanished off. That manly voice asking, for how was his outfit in a party and those two thumbs up, from far away were... Continue Reading →

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Love: Game of cards…

I don't know, why loneliness has come to meet me again; At what turn has love brought me. Is my fight against myself, or against God Himself, At what turn has love brought me. Love is a game of cards, of breaking and building trust. Don't know why I think, that I am an empty... Continue Reading →

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