Monday, December 26, 2011

Threshold of Liberation

Picture courtesy : DeviantArt Frayed strings. Broken blades of grass. Shears open wide. Dead eyes see stars. Motor running....

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

The Legacy of a Cross

It's time to take the chains off. The mails of steel have been worn long. The shield is now a burden and a Helmet obstructs the...

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Don't Make Us Speak Louder, Sibal

This post is dedicated to free speech on the World Wide Web (WWW) and to protect and conform with the basic philosophy of the Web itsel...

Thursday, November 24, 2011

A Longer Day To Live

“Put your hand on a hot stove for a minute, and it seems like an hour. Sit with a pretty girl for an hour, and it seems like a minute.” ...

Monday, November 14, 2011

Thy Honour and Mine

The car screeched to a halt as the man strode forward to open the driver's door. Throwing him out with brutish force, he po...

Sunday, October 30, 2011

The Beginning

The  End  Of The Quest by Frank Dicksee The air is cold around me. The stillness of it isn't warm any longer. Sitting a...

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Pyre In The Sky

The fire inside swirls overhead. Engulfing the room I sit in. I stay still on my bed. Watching the mirthless orange...

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

The Creators

Knives move. And the blades of desire form. Not by gormless minds. But minds of desire. Chiselled beauty. Taking shape. In t...

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Rechristening

It's about time I spoke about what's up with my blog. Well, Writering! was born in March 2010. Pretty long ago, now I think about ...

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Open Letter to all Racists

I thought at first I wouldn't do this. Everyone's writing one of these. But well, I am in dire need of some traffic to my bl...

Thursday, September 8, 2011

In Memoriam

“Dad, I really can't tolerate this any more. If you can't accept a lovely girl like Ayesha into your home, then I'd rather ...

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Serenity

Lilac by Elaina Wagner At the base there is a bunch of lilacs. Their smell wafting to me in the breeze. Mild and gentle under the s...

Friday, August 26, 2011

Unchained Melody

'The Scream' by Edvard Munch Won't you stay with me, Sweet Melody? Chained in my wrath, My only companion. In my l...

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Almost Lost

A dull pain in the back of my head. Throbbing in its numbness. Thoughts echoing off against each other. But serving none. For none lis...

Monday, August 15, 2011

Mother's Burden

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 23 ; the twenty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we de...

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

An Ordinary Kite

The kite ascended. The light breeze slowly took it up. The boy below in glee. Watched in awe as his gleaming diamond soared. Nothin...

Monday, July 25, 2011

Break of Dawn

'Break of Dawn' by Ian MacDonald Thunderstorms duelled in my mind. A fiery clash of titanic proportions. The lights blinding ...

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Into The Light

'Starry Night Over The Rhone' by Vincent Van Gogh Beyond the mirror as I gaze. My eyes befall an unexpected trace. Not of me b...

Friday, June 24, 2011

Chained Lovers

The things that I've done compliment nothing and no one. This war within myself has achieved nothing but pain. But I made a promise t...

Saturday, June 11, 2011

The Other Day

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 21 ; the twenty-first edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where w...

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Irreplaceable

Clouds of smoke. Driven away. The shadowy wisps Of a few breaths taken. Pounding in my heart. My only memories Rising in my veins. ...

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Blog Awards - 2

Antara of 'Whatever I Have Said or Sung' presented me with these awards. I am a little late in accepting them, and I wish I cou...

Friday, May 27, 2011

Uncertain

Painting by Adon Elmir Do I really have something within me? Is there any mettle that means anything? Or have I gone about life with...

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

In The Eyes Of The Beholder

He lurked around the corner of the alley as the woman walked towards him. Slowly she walked. He waited patiently as her footsteps resounde...

Sunday, May 15, 2011

The Eye Of The Tornado

Painting by Julia Stopnik As my eyes well up in tears, misty and painful, Their flow to be washed away by the salt of your own. The...

Saturday, May 7, 2011

A Reason To Be Free

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 20 ; the twentieth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decid...
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