In Between The Lines

I was a reader and he was my favourite writer. He talked about constellations and binary stars, relating them with his muse and his love for her. I longed to be her. Everytime he wrote a new poetry, I would compare myself with her short, curly hair, Irritating her bouncy, soft skin and kissing her [...]

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Shining Dimly

The spilling coffee and the stained bed sheet remind me of my soul. It's there, inside me. I can feel it but at times, in the darkest of nights, it leaves me. I don't know where it goes. Maybe it travels to the moon or maybe it secretly catch your glimpse. But it's absence creates [...]

His Muse

In a place filled with golden lights and posh decorations with people dancing in their best gowns and suits, his faded, ripped jeans and deep, eerie eyes caught my attention. Call it a coincidence or destiny but we both reached the banayan tree at the same time. I was running away from the world I [...]

Tale of Books

Shy smiles and naughty looks was something they shared in their lunch breaks. With a bundle of books lying on his table, he'd look up only when she would arrive with her long, wavy hair flowing and just a tad bit of lipstick, making her look effortless. He'd try to get a glimpse of her [...]

Eerieness

He's there in every one of my dreams. Under the fold of the curtains and in the dust particles that I can see through the canopy of the tree, I see his reflection surrounding me. It brings goosebumps at times but now, it generally brings a sense of comfort. His presence around me feels like [...]

Rhyme and Rythm

Messy hair and broken smile, that's how I remember seeing him for the first time. His habit of always trying to be a superhero never went away. It still puts him in trouble at times. I always thought that he was an egoistic guy who always puts his nose in other's business but as he [...]