Creative Writing
Short Story: The Other Woman
His words appeared so cold to her, and it hurt her badly. All she wanted was a mere acknowledgement of her existence in his life
Poem: Drops of the Silent Rain
Red was the colour I admired so much,
never thought that it would be painful as such
Poem: Before a Cup
Both touches each other’s face with tenderness
Those big muscles draws other one close
A meet of lips, commoves them deep
Tongues begin passion’s war, ... Read More...
Short Story: The Blue Pills
In the restroom, he looked at himself in the mirror and felt a stab of pity. "How will I fake through this my entire life," he thought panic-stricken.
Poem: Hey, Can I Wear This?
Hey can I wear this pink dress
Yes yes I... Can't I ?
I know you’ll refuse
But what's wrong, why?
Just once, Can't I pretend myself
Behind the do... Read More...
Poem: Section 377 – Judging It Right or Wrong
I die a bit each day, as all I see is a murky way,
Sitting on that chair in that abandoned corner,
Which only people like me use to sit and ponder.
I curse those days of 1860’s, in the antediluvian times,
When trivial ideologies prevailed... Read More...