Music

Of Sounds Dulcet are the rhythm and blues That chase away the blues Creating moments of complete bliss Arousing fantasies of calculated moves on hardwood floors And wishes for a rewind to the good old times Say a bit of house whether in a cave or a house That grants energy even to the resident … Continue reading Music

Whirlwind

It came. A whirlwind too strong. First, I couldn’t bear it. But I, the eternal idiot Saw it only fit To continue with the stint That broke my heart. I’d never really learned, My emotions, the burned. And now I only loathe. Yes,  I do. The impossible, finally true. This time I see, What I … Continue reading Whirlwind

The Leveler

Funny though it was, That he owned tens of bungalows, And a myriad of material possessions, But when the leveler came calling, This factors did not come into play. He always got what he wanted, Through covert and overt means and had corrupted many, The leveler though was true and honest to duty, He executed … Continue reading The Leveler

Inequity

On that midnight hour, when only the nocturnal roamed, The compromise was finalized, In a masked face the messenger delivered the last batch, In a black briefcase, The contents served one purpose, To FRAGRANCE the STINKIEST of crimes, ‘MURDER!’ The weary looking judge adorned in ‘justice’ regalia, Took the judgment seat looking worn-out –probably-, Probably … Continue reading Inequity

To Desire

Are we lost to desire? Are we wrong to yearn? Are we hard-pressed to want? It is hard, indeed, to say. Feeling a deep urge, you know how profoundly ridiculous it is. You’d hate to subject yourself to the rigours of a game you’re all too familiar with. You’re plagued by a sickening notion of … Continue reading To Desire

Fist Fight

It surprises me and a lot of my friends that I have never been in a fist fight. That I have never balled up my fingers and hit someone or something. Well, maybe not the last part. I have hit many things, among them walls, but that's a story for another time. Now, to be … Continue reading Fist Fight

I Did Not Scream

by Kilyungi I hate pain. I guess everyone does. I also hate waiting. And when these two combine, there’s always bound to be a disaster of some sort. I also hate hospitals. That’s a lot of hate. I dislike, not hate. Hate is such a strong word I'm beginning to hate ‘hate’, the word. It’s … Continue reading I Did Not Scream