Do you, motherfuker, do you.
Society has lied to you. Through smiling friends. Through caring family. Through supportive lovers. Each of them have had, A … Continue reading Do you, motherfuker, do you.
Collection of my poems. I write these poems freely; without giving attention to the standard rules and forms of poems. Like many, I am after all a novice. Poetry is a field as vast and as deep as human history itself. And to say that there is a single way to write poem is as untrue as saying the sun rises in the west. I hope to find my voice and my style. Something so unique that it leaves unmistakable footprints on the letters I pen. Until then, I shall write as I have written here – as freely as a an eagle sooaring in the autumn wind.
Society has lied to you. Through smiling friends. Through caring family. Through supportive lovers. Each of them have had, A … Continue reading Do you, motherfuker, do you.
Bro, my buddy said. Check out my new phone. It has 16 Gb of RAM, 20 hours of battery. He … Continue reading Smartphone
The Ferrari 458 Italia races, From zero to Hundred, In under 3.5 seconds. The Bengal Tiger hunts, From its solitude, … Continue reading Unprotected sex
What did he say? When you mocked him. What did he do? When you hustled him. He fell flat on … Continue reading The silent man
A journey of a million years, Or was it a billion? Did your story only start, When you were born? … Continue reading Netflix and Chill
You know why I’m unafraid? You know why I’m unwavering? You know why I’m unrelenting? You know why I’m unflinching? … Continue reading And that’s the feeling of love
Have you heard these things growing up? Pick the right fight. Pick the right novel. Pick the right answer. Well, … Continue reading Gauge, motherfuker gauge.
Try this little trick. The next time it is raining, Ask whoever is next to you, To explain how it … Continue reading Rain
I have been studying myself, With careful consideration. I see a clearer pattern now. The subconscious lags, By 21 days. … Continue reading 21 days
I held his hand all the way From my house to the park Every single day. It is a thing … Continue reading Covid-19