A primitive
Immature lover
Caged in silver parenthesis
Often inoculated with antidotes
to cure loneliness
is wearily but steadily
Falling in circle since forever,
His hollowness is heard
in reverberating pang
His infinite sorrow
is a poof
elapsed from existence
and his devotion
is a plump for us.
He –
A mediocre
A constant stalker
is in love
with our mother.


9 thoughts on “MOON’s LOVEgiri

Add yours

Share your emotions:

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

Powered by

Up ↑

Pretend To Smile

This is what the inside of my head looks like


Etudes in Writing


Respect the views of world and the world will respect you.

Inner Focus

i paint with light; but i also paint pictures with words...

kalabalu site

Get the focus

Learn and share photography in everyday life with photo-focused mom

A Choice Away

Through the maze you find yourself

Trent Lewin

Fiction, and other made-up stories

Kvenna ráð

Call off your dogs. Let's talk.


Let my soul speak

Words Speak, I Write

Romancing with Words

%d bloggers like this: