The boy who sought

  The boy who sought, treasures and troves both, letting go of worldly bonds, he set sail on uncharted roads.   Strolling to distances far, from sun to galaxies beyond, a vagabond of the stars, a survivor perfectly honed.   The only land belonging to him, lay stuck under his shoes. Mountains deflowered on a … Continue reading The boy who sought

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It all just brings me back to one question- Why does it hurt when it shouldn’t?

(Art by Edvard Munch)     At the end of the day, you will always find me here typing gibberish that makes sense to no one but myself, in desperate attempts to brew art out of words by arranging and re-arranging them in accordance with their rhyming patterns, syllabic constitution and literal meaning. If my … Continue reading It all just brings me back to one question- Why does it hurt when it shouldn’t?

She brought everything that breathed with life inside, to dispose the lifeless.

(Picture - Reddit user jortizn13) No one came to see the father. The house was covered in smoke, and smelled like charcoal. Clouds of choking ash diffused the big vacant rooms. Eyes were red, burnt with agony and discomfort, tears dried on cheeks as soon as they leaked out. They weren't that poor, but helpless. Helpless … Continue reading She brought everything that breathed with life inside, to dispose the lifeless.