Different people come into our lives at different times for different reasons. We never know why when they do. Some stay forever, some leave midway; and some just pass by with no vital significance. But, everyone leaves an impression, as slight as a breeze, a sudden jerk from behind or like a truck that mowed …
She was grey today and furiousReady to blow a stormThunder struck aboveLightning cut those dark cloudsNo longer did the canopy shieldMy pitiful excuse of an existenceShe drenched my wasting self On the very grounds I was plantedThat was when,Her wrath revealed my waneWasn’t I better than this?Like a withering little leafHanging on to the strength …
This poem was published earlier in the MasticadoresIndia blog.
Source: S. Hujale I know who’s hiding where You under the bed, him behind the door, Her in the attic I reach and you vanish Into thin air everywhere I crawl up the steps She glides through boards of the loft I let my fingers creep along the door And he disappears among shadows in …
Recently this question keeps popping up multiple times a day and I still don’t have an answer. What does it really take to be that girl men fall in … What does it take to be that girl? - By Sniffa
Disclaimer: The thoughts below are not meant to offend and are open to criticism and debate. Sometimes I ponder freedom as a concept. I watch both … The nature of Freedom #RXC Reposted from Jude Itakali’s Tales Told Different
The words we’ve said, the things we did The people we’ve met, the places where we hid We lose them all on our way towards the end We’re busy telling…Self and Love by Bharath Upendra
It was a moment after she said she loved him that she realised she said it. She spoke again before he could. “I honestly, honestly, do not need you … That bad day in the future Reposted from Story of a lost journalist
how could we ever hold hands with our fists closed so tight we are still walking alone vary of the rolling stones could we ever go forward forgetting…Rainbows in the Night by Janani Arvind Another one on MasticadoresIndia! Thank you Terveen! ❤️
Sweet voice of a songbirda crow’s caw cutting throughthe crunching of beans in the coffee machinemoist and cold and warm at the same timeunder the …Read the full post here on MasticadoresIndia I’m super excited to let you guys know that my poem Morning eyes has been published on the MasticadoresIndia platform! Thanks a lot …
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As a Girl thinketh.... 