Inside the four walls of my room, memory seeps like a fungal infection, turning the white walls, green. Green is the colour of my envious nature, as pointed out by random people in a family function. Throughout my age, I have wondered about loneliness but I finally gave up. Today, I do not want the … Continue reading Open the door
A Prayer God Will Not Hear
The rain is suffocating inside the cloudsThe leaves are burning in agonyI pluck flowers oftenand place them in my bookswondering anything beautiful needs to be preserved. My eyes have begun resembling a museumbecause every time I close themdeath falls like an art.Sometimes it hangs above my eyelidsand researchers introspect in awe.Everything that was once alivehas … Continue reading A Prayer God Will Not Hear
The Poetic Elixir 
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