She comes to me, with a scalpel, I think of what it is she wants as her body leaps onto me with her little weapon just above my throat, her eyes look in mine, her toes twirl in mine, the grazing scalpel turns me red neck-to-head, so I kiss her, gently.
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I had not many friends, I was young, dumb, chivalrous, unheard; almost always wrapped in dirt, my hair didn't have eerie shiny strands, I knew not what a bloody lipstick was, or what a little Kohl could do to my otherwise brawny little face. But I was young and it was different. It was okay to not know how a lipstick could run on me or to not have the luxury of a companion, it was okay, because I still had time.
-theRewriter-
Yesterday was an insight
into the caravanned reality
Deep splashes of acid
seeped on his clouds of heaven,
It rained
He awaits doomsday,
To kill the angst for the similar clouds since
deep splashes of acid are fated,
And it rains
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I heard that beauty is found only out of me, I've accepted it.
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Furled pearl, the creator's preach
Chaste shrine
India; Inquilab
So saffron the skies; Goa to Tral
Verdant; the Ghats
Aravalli; her frons
I notice so on, expecting tears in my eyes
But oh! behold my destiny so tranquil
For instead, kaveri flows down this heart of mine
Heart; India-
Ik likh di baat toh mera zakhm aam hogya
Mai likh dun agar, toh kya bayan hogya?-