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I hate small talk. I hate it when people talk about meaning-less things like the weather while the more important conversations lurk deep inside, unsaid. And I hate the fact that most of the haikus are about autumn. So heres my try at coming up with a decent haiku. At times I have followed the 5-7-5 , at times I haven't. Condolence Fell undecidedly such small morbid salt crystals on my lap his tears. Wave...
Stuck in the woods of hell, Strings around the neck and he couldn’t yell, The agony, dilemma, fear, horror Wandering around him were the shadows of terror Seeking refuge in a corner, he dared not move Kept waiting for the savior of his life Hearing the tick tock of the horses hooves Was shocked to find near his neck, that devil’s knife Awaiting some angel, who won’t come Starting to wonder, had he lost his...
Suicide is too main stream (Dedicated to all those who thought and are thinking about suicide) Suicide is too main stream.Yeah.I mean people like me do suicide all the time.Its damn too easy.And way too boring.So lets do something else but of essentially the same nature.Not the old fashioned suicide.I mean what use is jumping from a building or cutting my wrist off?I'll probably make a small news at the last page of a newspaper"King...
We dream. We aspire . We idealise.We emulate. We all like to build our own perfect little worlds. We all like to loved.And when it comes to fame and success and glory,our aspirations can run mighty high. When striving high to fly high we humans can be brutal and intense. But that's just the way we are. We are humans,the strangest,most unpredictable species on the Earth with these queerest,inexplicable things that keep tugging at our...
There are people ... more than just two kinds of them: Those who know better for themselves Those who know the best for others And then there are those like me… Perhaps if my life were a season, it would be titled “DILEMMAS OF A DRAMA QUEEN” (exaggerated much) Though you won’t see me running around squeaking how my clothes have gotten tighter recently or how the toasts for my breakfast got over-toasted… you won’t...
Unsa Athar (1st Year) I was given a piece of advice by a senior recently "No friendships in professional University. Just professionalism works here. People are fake. So beware" Okay. So the senior must have had a bad experience. But for me things are different! Lets talk about the University phase of my friendship story. We came in together to KEMU from the same college. We were never so close in the college because we...
Alas! Today after a score The solitary rose in the meadow Triggers my heart to pound Throbs my head Reminds me when in the surge of my romance I had plucked it And decked into your coat pocket Now with my eyes dried of endless wails I await the heaven To pour down a gush Sprinkling the rose petals With the drops like my tears I would pluck the rose And...
