Someday, somewhere….

Someday somewhere,sitting on the window side of a plane my metal dreams would fly high donning a straw-hat and virgin…

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A set of my maddening aphorisms

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The name

A nameyour nameis such an intimate thing.One that makes me ambitiousto call you with all my might,with all my rights.The…

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Growing up

Growing up grills you more because it ain’t anymore about choosing between what’s right and what’s wrong but between what’s…

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Dear Summer

I am facing you,yet again! O Dear Summer!Remember what we promised. You’d let medance on a grass bladeand I will…

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Dear April

April, Do you sing any song or sonnet?Of voices of animals or non-living? For I’m tired of listening to the…

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She is nothing.

She is nothing.Nothing but a window to your relatability,‘cause you knowshe leaves a part of herself,in your jacket’s pocketso you…

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Some dreams

Dreams doesn’t have to resideup in the clouds.It could be in smiles or pictures,in tinkling of wind chimes, or guffawing…

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“There’s always some madness in Love”

And when the great souls die,they die of diminishing prideand a meek voice after being unheard for years.They die of…

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Language of love

Language of love is so loud.But you are fashioned to hear only words.

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