This town

When the day collapses into a million broken glasses just to reflect the last remaining sun, this empty town calls its strangers to the streets and fills them with noises and shuddering delights. For this place is lonely. The calm wind has left it a long time ago. The memory has now given way to … Continue reading This town

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Dancing in the dark

(Painting 'Incomplete Dance' by Medha Pandey)   Why should I see you? When in my eyes, you didn't find yourself. I was your mirror, still, in me, you seemed like someone else. I walk in darkness now, for your light left me blind. Thorns do kiss my feet, but the pain never finds it. Why should … Continue reading Dancing in the dark

Thou little fool

An eternal struggle of the memory, caged, in this endless cycle of a repetitive dream; reminiscing about a momentary fame somewhere in this passage of borrowed time. Enlighten my sky, thou little fool, with your borrowed light. Enlighten my life, thou little fool, before the end of your time. This cycle of joy and sorrow, will appear, … Continue reading Thou little fool

The lamppost

(Sketch: The secret by Deepak Rawat) It's nice to see you again, How's your life been? You remember this lamppost and our promise!! God, how foolish we had been. I guess the stars have changed!! I don't see them smirking, like the way they used to do. Maybe this road too has forgotten us; since we didn't meet, like … Continue reading The lamppost

A different kind of God

"Isn't it atrocious? The world falling apart, newspaper filled with the news of crumbling lives and people with power dancing over others, plainly justifying their actions. I suppose, for some, God has stopped listening. Where do you think our prayers are going?" she asked while looking out of the window. "Probably where we always wanted them … Continue reading A different kind of God