Monthly Archives: August 2014

Sad Woman

Woman who close her eyes, walks like a ballet dancer, on the 6 lane express-way, woman who looks serene, can not hear shouts and honks melody, of cars dancing, glided on the road, woman who tries to escape, from the … Continue reading

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Requiem To Death.

Bomb BLAST, bodies strewn, half body lay from the waist, a black skirt red shoes attached, brain splattered on road, mocking the living, passer-bye runs quickly passes the image, from his heart, to his brain, human machine.

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Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
I don’t know the etiquette of how eyes meet or for the first time if they sparkle especially or if I wore glasses the first time we met I know I saw you with my…

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