The Flame of Pyre

  Born...death...death...born... Life goes like this, right... Born and reborn--again and again... When flambeau touch the pyre, We get amalgamated with the panchobhoot... ---- Once my Grandma narrates a legend from Ramayana... The pyre of Ravan never went out...it is still burning... Because his wife Mandodari never wants to be widowed... Doesn't it seems like a metamorphic … Continue reading The Flame of Pyre

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Madness

This poem came up while I was watching The Dark Knight (2008) this evening. The exact point is the anti-climax scene where Joker said "...madness, as you know, is a lot like gravity, all it takes is a little push..." Don't close your eyes, darling... Just look at you...in the mirror... What you see...you...no...no... An … Continue reading Madness

Pizza

--1-- What's that? Which one? That one...the round...fluff on the border... That's Pizza...I have order one... --2-- I do not like this Pizza of yours... Why... What you say...tinge...no...wait...Thesera, you know what am thinking... Spicy...hot... I had order one because I like that... You human...are very...own...no...sel...sale fish... It's selfish...not sale and fish... What is the … Continue reading Pizza