Strangely I still puff my dope with hope!

Strangely I still puff my dope with hope!

I know I must get up. I know I must rise. I know I must face the little white object on the sheet. I know I have to read, the little black printed words, telling me others have not had a good night. I don’t like it. I hate myself for being happy. I hate the fact...
A jog up the lane

A jog up the lane

Everyday at sharp 7.30 pm I go for a long walk in my society, and each time I see a white shirt clad guy driving in a smooth sedan at over an 80 km/hr past me. Due to his lightening bolt speed, I am rarely ever able to see his face, but I get the fair idea that he is...
On my pink and white wall

On my pink and white wall

I often lay in my bed and thoughthow life seems so short,I made plans of my immense wealthand pink health.I dreamed my luxuriesand forgot my worries.I thought I would have it all.Each night I saw it all On my pink and white wall.But then one day I met youI started to...
~~no more greys~~

~~no more greys~~

How realistic you are tell me….I want to know..something has happened in my recent past that has made me realise I am as a matter of fact too much of an idealist for other people’s comfort level. Is it a crime in todays world of zip zap zoom to stick to...
I am you…

I am you…

I am what I am I am you, I am this silent spectator who notices, feels hears and understands- but in the smaller realities of his own life has lost his voice. Everyday, I have these moments in my head when I know I could be not you but me, and then the moment passes...