Carrying Into Infinity, We
The sun blazes over, a kinetic embellishment aswe move past the senseless dynamics, the innate mathematicsthat give us meaning in the horror we share with each other. We existas concepts, we exist into infinity....
Category: Photography
Stargazing with the Bossanova Man
On her way to her office floor, Nova found herself in an elevator with one of her colleagues who had recently joined. Nova is usually so in her head that she rarely realises her...
I Feel You
Women who are constantly trying to fit in this crazy stereotyped world, I feel you. Stereotypes that paint women as weak and unworthy of love and respect, as the ones to stay behind. You...
Distorted Mirages of a Being
My thoughts rippled at the strangeness of a numb troubling sorrow,I am overpoured, sinking beneath a fathomless bottom,Unable to catch a breath amidst its congested hollowness. I say, it is all inside my head—...
I Have Never Seen What Horrors Lie Behind My Mother’s Veil
The cosmos comes alight as galaxies approach one anothertheir tears like cut glass, knowing thatthe slightest touch, an inkling of closure can kill. Splinters carved by the uneven sycamore against her bound hands,A whoosh...
“Where is my mind?”
The perks of taking public transport, apart from it being cheap, are the people, each more depressed than the last one. I listen to them sometimes, to their grumbles – always about their horrible...
An Unravelling.
I barely enjoy anything anymore. I have to force myself to watch shows, read books, talk to friends, study for exams, work to earn, clean my room, go out to eat, daydream about a...
Expression of Love
There’s nothing of the sort as ‘Fake love’ If it’s feigned, it isn’t love For love is meant to be true. Love is pure For sure, it isn’t a transaction And demands no reciprocation. ...
Darkness Follows
It’s not about the time of the day; it’s about you. The darkness doesn’t just lie within the materialistic world; it resides in you. The question is not “Why me?” but “How do I...
A Forlorn Sunset
The sunset was brighter than usual, and the pedalling noise filled in my ears as I watched him disappear. Sweat beads inch their way down as I recall that evening once more, the atmosphere...
