Markers
A smile that leaves you wounded, you say
What about the mark you left inside my mind that
shades every expression and tints each sparkle?
Such markers, you left behind.
A smile that leaves you wounded, you say
What about the mark you left inside my mind that
shades every expression and tints each sparkle?
Such markers, you left behind.
The best of times. The worst of times. It was an affair to forget.
A poem of delirium when the pain has transcended escape.
A poem to a late night Twitter prompt – for a friend from the city of nawabs and biryani, Hyderabad.
A poem about when you kiss a friend.
I have tasted jealousy. I have been served jealousy in cut glass flirtations & fancy silverware.
FLAMINGOS is the story of two realities (flight & bondage) juxtaposed in a corner of Mumbai’s forgotten history.