Tag: prose
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Rat racing for a name: she sold her name. One way ticket to the unknown; she bought. Travelling on hell’s road to get to a heaven: One spot for gazillion souls. Soul sick bleeding blue singing blues. Dozing off on…
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We sat in the dust Just wondering how Surrounded by darkness A thick wall of resistance Our persistence fades Wells so dry; Our children cry for wellness We sat in the dark with empty stomach Tears in our eyes; Like…
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I want you to look into my eyes and see shelter From the chaos storms of a stormy world I want you to give up your arms and take up mine There is rest for your smothered soul; in my…
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Glamorously she walked out of the bedroom Virgin feet on the cold wood virgin floor She looked through the window; The window which faces nowhere In her silent look; She soliloquized 99 questions, but no one heard Idea captured her…
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