Coincidences? Or segregated stuffs put together? English Literature Love passion happiness Discontinuity Exams syllabus Poetry Daddy Plath Feminism Cambridge Love USA Depression Left away Suicide Boston Damn! Life's not just a mosaic A mosaic of mosaics And shuffled And too many colors Red yellow blue green And black and white And shades and backgrounds. So... Continue Reading →
To the Deaths of Sublimity!
From Virginia Woolf to Sylvia Plath.. From Ernest Hemingway to Edgar Allan Poe.. All defecated at the face of life, endorsing death with a choice. The world (and especially an impulsive jerk like me) will always be curious about the birth of eternal bliss that grows as a fetus in the womb of suicide. What's... Continue Reading →
Inky Nymph 