I did not like the feel of metal against bare skin. It felt naked and vulnerable. And yet, it was the way of life. The flesh, the cold stern touch .. the bruise it left for life .. a grudge that slowly subsided away and gave way to a pain .. a slow revelation of brutal heart [...]
Archive for the ‘Death’ Category
My Grave-Stone
Posted in Death, Fear, Irony, Life on September 29, 2007 | 4 Comments »
The alchemy of desire !
Posted in Death, Irony, Love on August 4, 2007 | 24 Comments »
He could feel the evening chill settle down on his torn back. He covered his legs with the damp blanket. It was not that cold in there, but his bare body could take it no more … his head fell back .. deep into thoughts ..
She sat near him, he could hear her breathing … [...]
He and She !
Posted in Death, Fear, Fiction on November 6, 2006 | Leave a Comment »
The thread of love : His and hers
It had been a hard day, exhausted and torn, he returned home. With the creak of the door she got up. He couldn’t still himself. A forlorn day without uttering a word…extending well into the dark hours..he was trembling with dread and fear. Tear swollen eyes, tired [...]
Abyss-mal
Posted in Death on October 12, 2006 | 2 Comments »
I do not fear death, it’s the seconds of conscience before it that haunt me.
This photograph has been taken seconds before i jumped off the cliff.An account of ‘the seconds’.
a thousand feet : His words still echo in my mind.
Today is the day I realize the mirror has broken and I witness the other side [...]
