The Ocean called Love

with a reckless hope that had left me ashore the last time I was at the banks of the ocean called love I could hardly believe this time how those beautiful waves accepted me as if it had never denied me my share ~~~~~ Asha Seth

Unlove

One fine evening I sat knitting. Shifting patterns and struggled trials, Doing and undoing the thing, over and over again... At times, I cursed beneath my breath, other times, I hurled them yarns and needles, right across the room... It was less a struggle with the needles, more with my heart and mind. The mind made it so... Continue Reading →

What is Love?

Growing up watching the mindless melodramatic romance in movies, I always thought love was something that got you butterflies. That a mere smile lights up your life when that one person so much as looks at you. How it sends shivers through your body when they so much as accidentally touch you. The tickling feeling that brushes... Continue Reading →

When a writer bleeds

her world shrinks as faces cease to exist days lack brightness nights miss the glow walks become rambles blank are the thoughts no place is desirable just she and herself behind shut doors are windows closed and the solitary corner beckoning her not a speck of light in the gloomy room except a flickering lamp at... Continue Reading →

Tell Me

Tell me you love me and there's nothing more I need to know  Tell me you hate me and there's nothing more I want to know Tell me  you want to give it a chance and there's nothing I would not do Tell me you are done trying and there's nothing I'll ask you to do... Continue Reading →

Hurt

It doesn't hurt as much When you say you don't love me It doesn't hurt as much When you show you don't need me But it does hurt When you walk away each time It does hurt When you say you're not the one for me Rid yourself off my thoughts You can You're not... Continue Reading →

Mysterious

Hidden with dense interpretations Left to his mind’s contemplation Her mysterious expressions Stir his insides A momentary pause From the routine Letting herself wander Perhaps, in the world of her dreams Those tiny little curves Find him in a wonder As she quietly saunters Enjoying his unperturbed attention A quick gaze and half a smile,... Continue Reading →

Uncertain

The walks I take In the evenings, cold and dreary With the sun setting on the horizon I’m uncertain where I want to go The mornings I spend Wishing this and that Unhappy with what I have I’m uncertain about what I want The notes I make Sitting on the porch Writing and striking words... Continue Reading →

Eyes tell a story

"Why eyes?", asked he suddenly not so curious. "Why ever not", I enquired. Answering his less satisfied yet inquisitive look, "For the same reason as you may find lips or hair or general physique attractive", I finished. I find casual coffee talks quite stimulating. Especially, when you meet with old mates after a long time. Conversations steer in all directions.... Continue Reading →

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