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Pen & Paper

She barely existed in the world of people; those faces, masks of lies and deceit. She concealed her joys and tears, for her companions - the pen and the paper. ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

la douleur exquise

And ever so slowly I fell in love with you while watching you lost in worlds far away from me with the way you lose yourself in stories drifting to unreal places desiring fictional novices when you scribble hurriedly when you smile... Continue Reading →

The First Book I Read

The love for reading is a welcome inheritance from my father. I couldn’t have had it any other way. I wouldn’t have! I can hardly recall when I began reading books by myself. But what I do remember is that... Continue Reading →

Book Nerd Quirks

Have you ever lied to your parents, friends, for the sheer pleasure of reading? Because you had your heart in a book! Have you ignored people, consciously cruelly? Because you had your heart in a book! Have you had sleepless... Continue Reading →

Writing Styles for Writers

And it's 2 months down already. Can you believe it? Anyway! It's been a while I wrote about 'what are writing styles' and I won't shy away from confessing that I'd totally forgotten about the follow-up post I'd promised to do. Nevertheless,... Continue Reading →

Wordseduction

A paroxysm to sire. A wanderlust, a desire. Soledad, I come home. Wish for a glass of Merlot and dream of Rome ♥ Following my mind, you pull me close ‘Leave behind the mires’, you urge me so.  ♥ In the... Continue Reading →

But Don’t Write Poetry!

Go to Tibet Ride a camel. Read the bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow a beard. Circle the world in a paper canoe. Subscribe to The Saturday Evening Post. Chew on the left side of your mouth only. Marry a... Continue Reading →

A Casual Tirade

People, stop writing about how blogging is great, how good people are to you, just how much you love writing… STOP! STOP! STOP! We know you care for the word. All of us do. And that’s why we’re here. That’s... Continue Reading →

On Writing Styles

Let me tell you something. As a kid, I wasn’t particularly fussy, but yet someone with peculiar tastes. God bless my mother, how she put up with my myriad moods is mystery to me.  It was many years later that... Continue Reading →

What is Poetry?

What is poetry? I know not. I’m a mere amateur trying to be someone. Mind you, not like someone. Poetry, to me is elusive. I know about poetry just as much a new-born knows about the wide vast world. It’s... Continue Reading →

A Fresh Canvas

I’m a wanderer with nomadic thoughts. Never settled, never stable. A restless mind dominates my nerves; I run bored of things easily, losing interest, the heart to pursue on. Such a kid, the mind is. With another year knocking at... Continue Reading →

Take Me Away

Hold me tonight keep me in sight let me not escape don’t allow me be prey take me away let me not fall in love again ♥ Hug me tight confine me if you might let me not run astray... Continue Reading →

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