Poem: Dusky Love
I sang for my girlages before, I found her by the crimson moonAges, before, love was a crimeSome paper, bills, who made it fineTo the melody of her arms,I weep... Read More...
Creative Writing
The Spectators
Societal bonds, acceptance and pressure many a times makes a person so weak that despite being so vulnerable and in love, people don’t have the courage to step up
Short Story: Abu
Abu didn’t quite know what to do with Arshad and advised Arshad to be tough. Arshad hated being tough.
Scrolling
I imagine yet another typical Insta-yogi: Fit body in insanely difficult yoga position against spectacular natural background, accompanied by a few clichés about wisdom or love. But no, here's something else.
#RhymeAndReason: The Boy Beyond the Binary
he is finally free and this time he refuses to put the lipstick down
