Rings of Smoke

Where shall the word be found, where will the word | Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence

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this is a strange feeling. three beers and a reasonable level of alcohol in my bloodstream and india winning that match, and somehow life seemed to be like a white feather floating on whisper-soft winds with sails of laughter and colours of joy, when suddenly unbidden this thought comes into the mind- there might not [...]

to cut a long story short

All those people. speaking of love, and forgetting, of loneliness, and everlasting forgetting… all that talk, about kisses stolen, all the heat, that passed- from your lips to mine, the sour taste that we shared and loved. tonight is adieu night, when i say goodbye, to it all; to you, your dreams, desires of you, [...]

fraanship

1. random college junior i have never even met sends friend request on FB 2. i accept. 3. FB gives notification: “your friendship is confirmed.” Sweet!!

imagine

Life is a shining whirlpool of self -destruction. There is no drive. If I had enough money to kill myself, I would. Thats a paradox. There is one way- the way to freedom. There is a void, and in that void there is someone. That someone calls out loud-perhaps. Or perhaps doesnt call out at [...]

morning

I wake up in the morning, To empty beer bottles of last night, stubs of cigarettes smoked, Lying desolate in a cup full of ashes, A plate of dinner half eaten, And a book, half read and left open, pages curled and battered From a nightful of artificial breeze. When I begin to shave, I [...]

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