Monthly Archive: September, 2019

“The color of love”

The color of love   Dear lover. You made me come alive. The fire in you eyes make me wish to swim in your brown eyes and drown in the the gentleness of… Continue reading

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I’ll take care of you

   I’ll take care of you Longing, belonging and believing. Love was life, life was love. I learn, bleeding, screaming and the damn whiskey can’t kill the memory. Once, with a single kiss.… Continue reading

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The rear-end of a so-call love

Rear-end of a so-call love     She poured the tequila and she told me I’m the only one.     I whispered to her. To the only one I’m holding tonight and  I  kissed… Continue reading

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“Something shouldn’t beheld or touched.

(Thank you Mahafsoun for the photo) Somethings shouldn’t beheld or touched       You have taunted my dreams and made me wish for  sordid and frenzy nights, captured in your embrace.  … Continue reading

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The Scattered Souls Of Butterflies

Originally posted on vikas chandra:
As I tread, thru the, trodden trailI see, sore shades, of resplendenceLike the, broken notes, of a nightingaleStrewn from, the string, of dalliance! Are they, blossoms which, lasted…

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The cursed lullaby

 The cursed lullaby Once love was so damn sweet, we had the long nights and the sweetest kisses. You were my Beatrice and I was your willing Dante. Willing to pay the price… Continue reading

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My gin and juice lullaby

 My gin and juice lullaby Once we stripped bare naked and we showed real face and real skin. You were fire and I was water. My greed was to steal everything I could.… Continue reading

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Wicked game

 The wicked game I am not right no-more, I will never be right again. Your sweet song made me want the madness, the madness of loving you forever. Your eyes stole my mind,… Continue reading

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Exhibition

Originally posted on a.mermaid'spen_:
Words bleed out of my mouth without my concern, Keep leaving this body with no hint of return. I’m the master of breaking my own heart, with…

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Home hues

Originally posted on bohemian momina:
Home is not a mere place just like mom is not just another person These are life anchoring emotions I have been in different houses making homes of…

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