Rust Orange and Sunflowers

Bright Colours, and a tinge of Rust.

Thursday, March 03, 2016

Incomplete Love

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Screamed my heart with delight when I met you, at first sight. And you shattered what was already broken furthermore. That's t...

The Echo of Pieces

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His eyes fell on her like sun rays on a mirror. He saw the reflection of love, now those eyes see terror. He says he loves her like n...
Saturday, August 08, 2015

The Infernal Fire

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Let me envelop you in the tongues of the flames. This infernal fire burns for you within. Let me pull you closer; close to my hung...

Fleeting Love

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They say, love, it happens in between… But truth be told, only one bears its sheen. For, never did conquering the peak lend sunshine t...

Vestigial Existence

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Whiplashes of the burning fire within: They lash, they burn, they scorch like the fiery sun. Frosted breath in gasps of Ice wi...
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