the journey seemed endlessthe roads too long the sorrow painfulbut i had to move onfor i had to find somethingsomething i couldn’t definei had to find this one little place inside me i could call minethere was this ache i couldn’t explainthere was this ache that i tried to findit trapped me in chains of… Continue reading The Search – Dipasha Mukherjee
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Country of Joy – David Furtado
How I wished it was yesterday againThough I know useless are my thoughts and all in vainI would still love to hold your hand,While walking on soft sandAnd feeling the tickling of the sea,When it comes up to my knee. How I wished it was yesterday again,When I wouldn’t use much of my brain.On you… Continue reading Country of Joy – David Furtado
Of Love. And Love Lost – Kanika Mishra
Solitary, she sat on her chair by the fireplace Disheartened, dismayed, discouraged.The candles burned out, darkness befellOutside, tenacious thunder raged. Her world was this, this one tiny room,Her entire life a cruel farce,Her belief in love twisted until broken,Reasons for living her cursed life sparse. By the tattered desk she sat and staredInto oblivion, cold… Continue reading Of Love. And Love Lost – Kanika Mishra
To All Parents – David Furtado
How I wished it was yesterday againThough I know useless are my thoughts and all in vainI would still love to hold your hand, While walking on soft sandAnd feeling the tickling of the sea,When it comes up to my knee. How I wished it was yesterday again,When I wouldn’t use much of my brain.On… Continue reading To All Parents – David Furtado
Obscure Vitality -3. Vital Obscurity – Kanika Mishra
Dust:-shading skies, devouring breeze, engulfing breathFire:-swarming streams, gutting oceans, charring bloodSnow:-sheltering houses, freezing life, awning loveWeeping woods, drooping mountains, deserts in flood. Barren, the land leaks.Tears inhabit the abyssWhere roots of life once proliferated.Souls, hunched together, peep through the imperfectionsBleeding, fading, shriveling, coldAt the shallow armors that once were home.Living but not alive,Seeing though unawareListening… Continue reading Obscure Vitality -3. Vital Obscurity – Kanika Mishra
