Of His Masterpiece.

Originally posted on A Flight With Thoughts.:
It is 3:06. And I am up again.  My hand fumbles in the darkness looking for my glasses. I put them on and take a moment to realize that I still can’t see. I sit still and wait for my sight to befriend the night. It accustoms to…

Muse: A Kiss Of Universe [Collab]

Originally posted on LET THESE COSMOS DEFY GRAVITY:
I kissed a supernova, Of radiance so poisonous to poetry. I kissed again, Of dancing regrets, immortal memories. I kissed again, Till I lost the concept of rhyme. I kissed again, Depression. At times, I feel a universe died in my bloodstream. At times, I wake up…

On the Corpse of the Cosmos

I am lost and seeking refuge. At times, at home, where everything is the same, I feel a surge of alienation. Alienation leading to the path of surreal yet complete encapsulation of illusions. I sit down, numb everything but my forehead. It takes a while to forget the trauma of my sense. Slowly, a serene…

My warmth, the cold

Originally posted on The Caravan:
I smile when the cold wind greets me as I step out Brushing aside my hair, passing through my ears I smile when the chill reaches deep inside Waking me up in the core, and then I feel myself more. ? I smile as I draw my scarf closer but…

Nakedness: A Dressing On My Pride

Originally posted on LET THESE COSMOS DEFY GRAVITY:
Note: These words will neither be able to give colors to your suffering like the painters nor be able to recite you a melody to help you tame your demons. These are nothing but cold strings meant for strangling yourself on a nasty Sunday morning till you…

Time Does Not Count

————————————————–14 December, 2017——————————————————– ——————————————————–02:33 AM—————————————————————– ———–28.544197-77.333377————39.11″ 32′ 28`——————–0.16″ 20 ‘ 77`——————- ” Its been almost two years now. Still thirteen chapters. I wonder when will I be able to complete it. Cannot even think of a good blog.  This block is suffocating” With my hands in the pocket, I took another step towards the end…

Yesterday, I Saw a Lion Kiss A Dear

Across the hall, a woman in blue with a glass of wine. Her eye surrounded by the flick of darkness and her lips covered in the blood red. There was something around that outcasted the beauty of the Basilica, the Gods painted on the walls were all bowed to this moment. Screening out my urge…

2. Another Day to Spare a Dream

“Its called a Thunderbird. Hey, I am Newt Scamander.” An old British man appeared from the woods and offered Naina a sneering smile. “Where?” Naina tried to assemble her thoughts and question in the limited English she could use. “Language problem, or is it the transportation? Well, let me help you, I could barely get…

1. A Night to Spare Another Day

Kundah is the name of a small town near the Nilgiri Hills in India. The december nights in Kundah are cold and almost fatal to the stray dogs living in the district. On christmas eve, Naina had somehow collected some clothes for the stray dogs. It was around 2 AM in the full moon light,…

The Eternal Verse

Souls dwelling in the sun, Their cries bleeding into crevices Immortality imprisoned with love, Surfing and drifting with flares while they sleep. In the sleep of pain to forget the night, They dream of the Earth, the allusive lies, A planet where they can live in bodies, Not the celestial fire, but the creative desire….