My Living Dead Father

“Every time I see my father I see Hell as a human.”   My body is a room. I hanged my father’s portrait On the wall of emotional traumas around my heart. My heart is the place, I learnt how to make use of pain as a recipe for excellence. His portrait hurts me every […]

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The Origin Of Morality

I will be happy if you kill meBecause you didn’t leave meto experience much of the tragedy of this world,At least I will not be blamed; it is you they will blame.The sin would be upon your soulBut before you kill me Let me know the truth:whether heaven is real or not.If it

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A Mother’s agony.

Mother was born in the rift of time…The Elizabethans showed her the way;Took her shoes away,And left the Catholic Hymns in her mouth.Mother don’t know “Hymns do good”But shoes do take you places where barefoot can’t walk through.Mother thought Hymns are Eagles,Eagles that

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