Monday, September 8, 2014

from p.1 on Mon., Sept. 8th


  • Shining lights
    hung above us
    like a thousand twinkling stars.
    While the Earth
    crumbled around
    us, slowly losing
    our grip.

  • Whispering kind words
    in her ear,
    knowing that it is
    exactly what she wants
    to hear.
    She falls for him &
    he walks away.

  • As the Indian guitar
    played, I smiled
    at my parents
    and ate my
    biryani. Out with
    my parents on
    a Friday night.

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