Columbus

You know that feeling when you're riding a Columbus, And it's on one extreme, one eyeblink later, you're falling,Your stomach is dropping(you know it will be alright)Everybody rides this, day in and day out,But there is this incessant what if,What if one screw get loose.What if, you get to live the final destination now.It feels... Continue Reading →

The stories I heard

Often I used to hearwater gulps down all storiesof different people;These stories hold the least or mostof pain;they just keep on floating;like ripping off pages on the floor. This one day I saw the sunset.Which was a little more pink;And the current of the river wasspeaking to me.narrating me stories;one after the other.I just sat... Continue Reading →

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