The Fire Inside…

He called it sex,She, making love.Thing was the same,Difference was in the flame.  One was there to burn,The other one to melt in turn.His version was wild,Like a grown up child.  Crissing & crossing,Some tossing & bossing.Hers was called passion,No boundaries of fake fashion.  She liked her way, so slow,Till her cheeks were, pink enough... Continue Reading →

The Blurring Smoke

You’re the Cigarette I smoke daily,You excite me and calm me down eventually,You look dashing and all attractive everytime,I try to resist you, but I fail to, somehow! You’re harmful for me, but how I wish I could hold myself back,The smoke irritates my nose and makes me cough,But as if I have a choice!You... Continue Reading →

Whatever I Wear

There’s more to me,Than the skin I have.There’re better things,Than the things you imagine. Look into me,Don’t just look at me,Coz you have no idea,How many times I’ve been stared like this! People have touched me,Wherever was convenient,Erected their crotch,For the skirt I wear. So, I know what you’re thinking about,Seeing that clothes, you ain’t... Continue Reading →

The Silent Chaos…

I'm Fine, is all she said,Smile on the face, this lie is what she fed,No one knows & no one will know,Inside her, what comes and go. Calm & quiet, she remains outside,Calmer & quieter, she becomes everytime,Alone she's an erupting Volcano,Destroying herself, with her inner Tornado. Every night, she becomes this tigress,Who hunts herself... Continue Reading →

What A Girl Wants?

It’s not that no one has raised this question before,It’s not that this has not been answered before.But this sudden random question left me pondering,"What does a girl really want?" It seems so easy, yet so tough,It seems so straight, yet so complicate,It’s just there, still no where,It’s stuck in my throat, refusing to come... Continue Reading →

Papa’s Little Girl

Paraaya Dhan People say “beti paraayi hoti hai”, this beti actually became “paraayi” on 10th February 2018. 2 years of marriage and I couldn't go home to meet my parents alone once, which was hardly 15 minutes away from my husband’s place, the only place in the world, where I was smiled at, talked to... Continue Reading →

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