Rants.
Rambles.
Yes, murmurs too.
And, idiosyncrasies perfecto.
Every poesy that comes by me, will pop up here.
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A collection of poems, proses and poesies by young Indian Poet, Writer, Fiction and Non-Fiction Writer. Matter focuses on Indianized perspectives on religion, sexuality, spirituality, family, relationships, anti-social ideoglogies, Communism, Freedom, Movies, Travel Blogging, Comments and Rants.
Friday, April 8, 2016
This Day That Age
A sad day that I wish never to tread ever.
a Wound that needs more than 5 years to heal ...
God help me forgive.
Because if I don't, the rest will burn. And Die. :D
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