Feb is almost over

I can still remember the time when I wanted to be an adult, really bad. It was a kind summer. I was just eight. Kids were playing on the ground. When I am saying kids, I am talking about the “kids” a year or more younger than me. I never wanted to be called a kiddo or ‘kids’. None should have made the mistake. But one person did.

The weather brought cool breeze. Unlike in movies, the bangs of my hair were swinging wildly with the wind. Man, my mom, who happens to be a hairdresser doesn’t seem to know my struggle. No, I never had one of those moments when my hair flows perfectly against the wind to catch anyone’s attention. Nobody did. At least that’s what I thought. Continue reading

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Brave

I see you under the limelight
bending your body, toes on the ground
Hands on hips, in a circular motion
Fearless
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To the ones I’m leaving behind

Why are the flowers, withered

yet so charming

Why is it that your year long enemy

is not a bad person to you now

Why is it that people are sad

I don’t see a solid reason

Everything is so graceful

full of life

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Is this how heaven looks like!!

Bitter sweet feeling

Short tempered anger

Long lived disappointment

Pissed off friends

Long list of lovers

Mental harassment

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Love story of Mercury and Neptune

One was fire, the other, ice;
Between them, laid six great liars;
You scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours;
That’s how they found all the cures.

She gets angry, he cools her down;
For which the six sisters frown;
For no matter, how harder they try;

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