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Hearing words once spoken
Words once spoken
Soundless the memory of
Soundless your words
now spoken to other ears
Empty skeletons of wishes desired… 61 more words


The Butterfly Effect

The trilogy has become a tangled mess of retcons and inconsistencies.

It’s all Nikola’s fault of course, he showed up in the first draft of the second book and demanded to be written into the first. 200 more words



For most of these days

I do not stare languidly

At an empty piece of paper

Spinning the pencil on my finger

Round and Round… 16 more words

About The Self

My first reading - modified 2 years ago

My very first poetry reading was last night.

Everything when wrong when I smudged my nail polish in the shower.  “FUCK! Motherfucking COCKSUCKER!”  The once smooth bright pink surface was now marred by an unsightly dent caused by the shampoo bottle.  11 more words


Plucked In The Wild

Every rose
Needs it’s thorn
To prick the hands
By which it’s torn
Up from the grounds
Where it has grown
Into the beauty
It has shown… 169 more words


A Profound Open Letter to the Skeletons in the Drafts

Dear Ideas,

In all sincerity, we ( brain and I)  apologize for the abandonment, leaving all of you to wither in the WordPress Cosmos (Courtesy: …

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