That, This & I

I shun the very education that has made It... I carry the knowledge of this illusion that Is…   I trigger emotions.... scar and scare the child ... embrace the burden … I create the shadow….   the shadow of a lonely soul... the many ideas of the shadow...   am every part of It...…

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It’s Easy

What is?, He asked... To write!, She replied... She looked around... Everything was in place... Who decides?, She thought ! She saw them in her mirror... Such misfits they were! Everyday she would lament... Every time he would turn away... They had spoken about it... There was no point to it.. He had said.. Their…

Hide and Seek

oh you curious one... Unbearable to ignore... She looks at you... You do too... You want to be careful... Or just show off... Or just draw attention ... You feel mischievous... Or simply protective.. Was that a question ? Doesn't matter.. But tell me.. How protective ? And how mischievous ? They are all wandering…

When I wake up!

I refuse to wake up... Darkness invites me to stay... The rude reality in its brightness hits you... Close your eyes.. keep them shut.. Open them.. stare into brightness... It's summer.. the mind tells you it's early... How we tell ourselves stories !! Justify our ways to the inner fellow... Create a narrative which we…

Red, Animals, Human

I write to describe what I have never stared at... Was never bold enough! Is it fear ? My fear for the red... They talk about feelings not knowing the emotion... Were never bold enough! Is it lust then ? Their lust for the red... You look away, scared of what it might trigger... Never…