TPC Romance Week Post #8: The Watch I Lost

A gold encrusted watch I kept Tied onto my left wrist. A gift from me Pappy dear, The thought of losing it I couldn’t bear. Then one fine summer’s night While on a pot I sat, I turned my wrist and its clasp Flew open and plop it fell Into the murky waters of toilet…

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Inertia

I remember that day vividly. It was the middle of summer and it was hot, so hot that the tank top I wore clung to me like a second skin. I remember idly musing that I might have to scrape it off me at the end of the day. Even the tendrils of my ever…

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Guest Post Fridays: Whisper of Pictures

Sangbad Mitra Thoughts of Words Who is this…is it me… Yes silly…it is you… How happy I was…see… Yes, you were… But, I’ve doubt…it is not me… You’re a silly boy you know… I heard the whisper, As I leaf over The old album old page… Another one– Unrevealing another picture– Of me and my…

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Random Gyan #3

Some people live on even when they are dead and buried. Some die even when they breathe….   Who are you going to be? Copyright ©2017 by Pradita Kapahi. All rights reserved. Picture Credits: themetapicture

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