A Problem to Every Solution

‘Solution’ when it means; to solveNeeds to go obsolete.Wasn’t language meant to beA means to communicate,To explain and articulate,Whatever it is that we feel? We kept on inventingWords over wordsIn the pursuit of sayingWhat this aching heart feltAnd what the senses sensed,Or the thoughts so clear,You could see right through themOr the hazy dream now…

Would you Believe You?

Would you believe You If You told youThat You were happy. If You walked up to you one day,Like you toddle up to a friend or a stranger And said straight to your face: I am happy I am satisfied I have passionsAnd desires Would you believe that?You telling youThat the boy You lovesTruly cares…

The Change in your Expression

It is your journey, I just want to see you, With no presumptions, just really really you. When you are unaware of being observed You are neither frank nor reserved. On one side, I want to tilt my head And see your cheeks going red As I whisper in your ears, ‘I love you’ in…

In Context

“A woman of exceptional beauty in a room full of prospective grooms, interested not in even one of them only falls short in terms of suspicion to a handsome bachelor, with a large income and handsome disposition yet who was not pursued by a string of women”

Tell Me a Story…

Hello peeps! Sorry for being MIA for so long. But the promise of a story still stands. It is not much of story and more of a jumbled up thoughts of a disturbed mind on a long sleepless night. Without further ado, here you go: The Miracle of a Dream She was standing in a…

Tell me a Story…

Hello peeps! Now as my 'about section' will tell you, I am crazy for stories. I read them, write them, adore them, inhale them, exhale them... you get the idea! For me life was going this way until kismet decided to do me a favor, which given my history doesn't happen too often, and I met this…