"The only difference between the saint and the sinner is that every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future."– Oscar Wilde
Thought of the Day
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Thought of the Day
“Milta toh bahut kucch hai Iss Zindagi Mein. Bas hum Ginti usi ki karte hain, Jo haasil na ho saka.”– Gulzar
Thought of the Day
"Nothing is free. Everything has to be paid for. For every profit in one thing, payment in some other thing. For every life, a death. Even your music, of which we have heard so much, that had to be paid for. Your wife was the payment for your music. Hell is now satisfied."– Ted Hughes
Thought of the Day
"The worst tragedy for a poet is to be admired through being misunderstood."– Jean Cocteau
Delusional Illusion
I held on to my imaginationThe words that were never said,Actions were enough to scream its existenceI thought of the colour of love as red, Now that I see it all in serendipityOnly then I can see,I was captivated by a blurred visionThe vision that wore a shining armour mirroring me, The girl stood in [...]
The Colour of my Dream
What's the colour of your dream?Is it yellow, pink, green or blackOr is it simply white, like a canvas that's blank? Is it Pacific with a depth of an ocean,Or simply azureLike a boundless sky? Is it Amber with a warmth of an autumnOr simply GoldenLike a molten gild? Is it Jade with a richness [...]
The Road Not Taken
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,And sorry I could not travel bothAnd be one traveler, long I stoodAnd looked down one as far as I couldTo where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the other, as just as fair,And having perhaps the better claim,Because it was grassy and wanted wear;Though as for that [...]
My Mysterious Muse
I scribbled this thinking about you,And how if you were a novel,An adventure of sadness and happiness,Woven together like a love lost in heaven, You would remind me of the stars and galaxiesThe constellations and caffeine,Full of pages holding mysteries,Making me laugh and cry at the same time, You would smell like history with a [...]
The Fuming Flare
Settling my hopesWith the setting skyHolding preservance by my side, I froze my desiresFor the time being,As my thoughts meltedUnder the warmth of theGodly Bling! Such is the glamourOf the sinking Fireball,It glistens and glittersThe liquidMaking the oceans shine along, Changing the huesOf the skies above it,Shimmering the soothing shadesThrough the whistling waves,With every passing [...]
For all the Bearded Men out there!
Some five o'clock shadowsSome with a stubble,Some clean shaven brats,Some rock it inBandholz rubble, A goatee stands outBalbo dazzles,Imperial comesBack in townSideburns are the newRustling razzles, May it be in circleOr a flourishing fullNo matter the beard typeChivalry willContinue to rule! - Swati Prakash
