Month: May 2014

#PROJECT2014: A POST A MONTH (April) : Even dreamers might end on a bitter note

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She was optimism

And I was the kind of pessimism,

That was acid on hope.

In being friends, I saw

the potential of a convert

But in her impatience

she saw eternal bondage.


When I didn’t know any better!

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Whether it was a hug,

or a careless shrug

The words still tumbledĀ out.

Death glorified?

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As I stood to take a step,

Darkness swept and life drained out

I felt afraid for my life.

Exam’s Haiku

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I never thought,

that in opening a book

I will feel this caged.