Random Gyan #30: Stopping Time

Life rushes past us in a blink. Day becomes night, night becomes day. Weeks turn to months and months to years. Some of us always seem to wonder, ‘where did all this time go’? I do that a lot too. I wish there were a pause button so you could stop time, sit back, relax…

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Disposable Girl

She was that disposable paper cup you use to quench your thirst with, once, but wouldn’t keep next to your expensive china. She was disposable. She was that summer fling in a tank top and a racy bikini who you took to your hotel room but never to your parents. She was easy. She was…

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Not Good Enough

I look in the mirror And what do I see? My crown of brown Speckled with white. Eyes sunken into the skull, Spider webs stretched across my face, Lines around the mouth Where emotions rest – A smile, a frown, a thin line of dissent. Lips that move to soothe, To kiss and caress, Or…

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A Touch

A touch – it has a language of its own. One touch conveys friendship with a handshake, The other anger with a slap on the face. A touch coveys trust With a tiny clasp around your finger, And yet another, comfort When grief weighs down your shoulders. And one touch is all it takes To…

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