If they are not Broken

It’s difficult fixing the broken imaginations Exists without much assessment, but their stillness is unnerving Swerving through life’s errands in compulsive dedication Sudden feeling about those imaginations during the recesses Lean moments twists them into the mind into various shapes  It feels to ecstatic to be busy with the idea of hectic times These small luxuries of quietness bring in frantic vibes Most of the … Continue reading If they are not Broken

Strangers

When the house is a stranger The doors are unwilling to allow a visitor Windows speak of woes; that frosty feeling all over It does not keep away trespassers Foul intentions to peek and invade Ransack like maniacs, the strangers within are aloof Walls shudder and the rooms feel violated Strangers meet strangers, ready for a tussle Emotions have already been plundered Now profanities do … Continue reading Strangers