PinnedIt can pauseThe way everything keeps on moving on a merry go round, it’s all real. It won’t stop, it can pause through but won’t stop. Anyway we keep…Aug 1, 202073Aug 1, 202073
PinnedAn ode to breathYou make me realise, how necessary it is to be thrown in abyss. All straight from the golden requiem to the linings of nothingness.Jul 2, 202122Jul 2, 202122
Can the adversities scream?Everything is a shell. A layer under a layer under a layer. As if there’s no stop to it. Our behavioural outputs and inputs are both not…Nov 5, 202218Nov 5, 202218
In the unpreparedness for loveHow the fog occurs in the morning, unprepared for the smog. Why’d the difference between both of them change anything that goes down my…Nov 16, 201913Nov 16, 201913
The cursed prayer of hopeCould Jesus give me hope? Could my breath that I take in the name of lord give me some hope?Feb 8, 201910Feb 8, 201910
The Orwin EdgeOn the very edge of the table, he gave up. He cleaned the bits of chaos that were scattered as a result of his acts. Acts weren’t unhealthy…May 31, 20181May 31, 20181
Not everything in museum is an artNot all the things in museums are art, as well as not all the things in this world are. Weird to read, right?Mar 20, 20183Mar 20, 20183
a lullabyI’ve never been demanding in asking the words to arrive, one never does that with breathing, isn’t it? But those breaths can be empty…Feb 10, 2018Feb 10, 2018
Published inPoets Unlimitedwhen the hay has been cutCall me back when the hay has been cutOct 5, 20171Oct 5, 20171
Percolation of existentialism“a hard enough paper to be an equivalent of a hardworking feet’s sole, can’t settle much of a history”Sep 28, 2017Sep 28, 2017
“ Settle in me, we’re senses of each other.Dont follow me on whatever it may seem, because you don’t know what’s of truth has to become significant. the words have lost their…Sep 24, 20171Sep 24, 20171
Escape“do you know what’s an escape”,Orwin whispered to the stillness around him. There was nothingness but on the contrary, there was…Jul 31, 2017Jul 31, 2017
quiescenceQuietude is an idiosyncrasy. A good and much needed one as well. When worlds fall apart inside you or rise, you try to introspect and find…Apr 9, 2016Apr 9, 2016
“Wherever The Wind Shall Take Me”this post below, is written as a visual reply/reading on the above given link of a painting…Jan 25, 2016Jan 25, 2016
