Me, Myself & Poetry

All I’ve been yearning for is,To be like my old self again.But,Much less flawed than before.Although nothing in this world is perfect,It’s all that’s left to strive for.Because,Friends I don’t have,Alone I am,With a poem in my hands!I mean,What else should I be doing with my time in a world refusing to understand…How much it... Continue Reading →

Does She Think It’s Boring?

I want to meet a woman with my eyes closed.Witnessing so many eyes twinkle,I've been blinded way too many times,And I?Refuse to be swindled… I want to hear the vibrations of her voice enter my eardrums and see how voluptuous her soul is,And,Enkindle her curiosity enough to yearn for,A kiss blown with,The only kind of... Continue Reading →

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