Prose & Stories

WHEN YOU DRUNK DIALLED LAST NIGHT

I tipped off the bartender with a smile and an old monk. He told me your laugh is beautiful. I agreed. If your laughter had a postal address, I would have bought all the stamps to your country. You were 2 bottles down on some new booze recommended by an old friend who now texts… Continue reading WHEN YOU DRUNK DIALLED LAST NIGHT

Books & Bookish

OBSESSIONS

I often have dreams that haunt my sleep, but I still wake up fresh. These dreams usually consist of messy meshes, grouchy guns and excited explosives. Whatever they feel, they often laugh at me, almost mocking me. They remind me that there’s so much I need to learn and that there are so many problems… Continue reading OBSESSIONS

Poetry

THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS💥💥

Today's the ‘Festival of Lights’ all over; A joyful day for minds and hearts and souls; And people throng the Temples to offer, Prayers, resolving to take better roles. And most of them are richly clad and clean, And eat such dainty foods and sweets with mirth; Whilst noisy crackers burst, their lights are seen,… Continue reading THE FESTIVAL OF LIGHTS💥💥