The Immortal Man

The Immortal Man

The air thickened with his fragrance, Every time she sat at the window sill, That’s where he smoked his cigarettes, Revolting the world with his mutineer rationale, Presence doesn’t matter for an influence, All it requires is to fill the space with love and words....
The Giver

The Giver

Pouring his heart out, To a person whose heart as deep as a well, He felt empty and happy all at once. @Emily Parker
Chasing Scars 

Chasing Scars 

I opened her drawer, Stuffed with red lipsticks and mascaras. What was she trying to hide?  A scar or a birthmark!  A shooting star is still falling,  A glitter that fades away,  Burning itself gloriously. So I locked the drawer,  Locked her...
Mannequins of Truth

Mannequins of Truth

Displayed behind the transparent veil of fakery,  Mannequins of truth stared out into the street,  Unable to move a bit, Locked up in a tiny space. Motionless eyes searched for a genuine story,  That effortlessly unfurled out in public, When it...
If I Was a Man

If I Was a Man

If I was a man,  I would still understand feminism,  For I realize equality of sexes,  Important to brew wine, Freely supplied by a Utopian world,  Seducing centuries of ideal women, With thoughts as alcoholic as the wine, Hitting the right...

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