Traps Of Chance

Free Falling Traps Of Chance - By yours truly. Stay mum chapped lips holding on to secrets by a scarred skin of the teeth Stay moist traitor irisescontrasting a stolid poisewith whispers of a dying wishStay tall cynical walls of blisskeeping secure a jilted heartfrom falling into trap of possibilities.©EntangledDesigns


What I feel for you goes beyond telescopic gaze of a poet's heart,delicate details of a fine artNot always that soulful,Neither often confined by virtueSometimes passion can be brutal,Derives pleasure while being cruelBut one word from you,And my flaming reins will let goI can only have that which you'll bestowNot a scratch less, never a kiss moreA rhythmic dance of the power... Continue Reading →


Constancy of space,linearity of timeround my tired mind has been cracking under weight of dark matters of a tattered heartthat stands shivering barein this crowded bar bombinating with tinder bees, grinder DDsBubbling cocktails and thirsty lips& despite all lustful feelings,grooving hips, sly winks,dirty slurs of whisperings,It’s still you who’s on my wish-list.©EntangledDesigns

Rivulets Of Fantasy

Rivulets Of Fantasy - By Yours Truly. Somnolent, she layslumbering upona fluffy beddingof incessantloopy dreamsof everything goodcoated in savorysaccharine syrupof wins.Far away fromdesolate groundsof realityshe's longdesertedWhere rolls failureon every roadScreeching byon tires of Trying.No true land, she's gushing in rivulets of fantasybut in her beaming worldTopaz sunlight drops inEach day to deliverone bottle of hope,Two of liberty&... Continue Reading →

The Nut-Cracker.

Photo By Timothy Paul Smith I wore a short skirt.Men presumed I must be a flirt.Every lewd stare tries to catch my eye.They claim I'm a tease,Attention-seeker on the fly.My eyes stay fixed straight ahead,responses to the point,Conversations curt.Exit routes constantlybeing mappedin a frustrated heart.They believe a slight grazeof a hand can't hurt.I swing around &... Continue Reading →

Healing vs. Forgiveness

One of the biggest lies for centuries has been living it up big, under the disguise of "making peace" & that is if you want to heal, You must forgive. .... Nope. Healing and forgiveness are mutually exclusive. Letting others be rid of their guilt for whatever mistakes they commited shouldn't ever have to be... Continue Reading →


Photo by Jilbert Ebrahimi You left crumbson wriggly paths of sin,I followed,holding outlantern of hopefor your undiluted zeal. When the axe fell,who would’ve thoughtit wouldn't swingthe other way,so you walkedwhile I cowered'neath the gallowsof a broken heart... No juror turnedto save my naive headhelplessly stillcaught betweenthese floundering heels & when the verdict was revealedit almost broke... Continue Reading →

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