Sandcastle

Wait for me In the morning dew, Wait for me Under the noon sun. Wait when I’ve sung The last song of eventide, Wait when the rain Bids us hide. Wait when winter Like mourning sighs, Wait when spring teeters Into summer bright. Wait for me, lover, Wait for me to fall again; Wait for…

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Empty Bed

I shared your warmth On my skin, on my bed. That warm patch was comforting When you lay sleeping With your little hand curled In my big one, Content. The warmth And the smell of you Seeped through my skin, Drenched me In your smiles; Grew roots within. But one day You were just gone.…

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REGRETS HAVE NO VALUE – THE END

Originally posted on Candles Online:
“Is there anyone in your life?” She mulled over the loaded question while her mother looked at her searchingly, and in typical motherly fashion, where only mothers can guess what their child is going through, she prodded cautiously, “Why do I see regret on your face?” She was jolted out…

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WHY SARCASM DOES NOT MAKE YOU WITTY

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“She’s so fat even a hippo would look slimmer than her.” “I thought I was looking at a blackhole!” “Dodos aren’t extinct. I’m looking at one.” “Looks like the waiter went off to grow those coffee beans.” And the quintessential Indian snark – “Arey kahan mar gaya?” (Where did you go…

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