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

Strangers

When strangers meet and still wish to continue with the anonymity Cold stares and unwilling vibes freeze the moment with passive animosity Insults inscribed in the air float across, disregarding all usual courtesy Travelling through distortions, the irritating narratives wound themselves like barbed wires Stinging the hands that touch them unknowingly; like a hydra, they awaken with many vicious faces Without transformation, the spaces remain … Continue reading Strangers