Oh! to be loved, by the unknowns. Never not in love, ever, summer blooms and rainbows. Got too much to offer! It always comes around. I find love everywhere, proffering a shred to everything.
My garden’s healthy and safe feast to those larvae. Lepidoptera on raise. Got too much to offer! tief yourself a Kaleidoscope. I find muse anywhere, offering a song to anything.
Best not born, ill raised sons. I’ll forver be the phantom lover can’t get into crown of thorns – yet Got too much to offer! No place for dark triad, nowhere, It’s err to even evince anger, present grey stones and nothing.
I was just a child 7 or 8, in summertide. “Run! Run! You better hide! Coming! Ready or not!” Candly floss, lollipop, floral skirt and cute top. Playing Chor Police with friends and cousins caught me cloaked “Hush! little kid!” cuffed and pawed, scratches bled. Oh! my knees, Begging you please! tongue is sore and sour. Preyed upon by predator. tattered skirt, Am I the one at fault? nymph fighting demon, the nightmares return, “Coming! Ready or not! Run! Run! You better hide!” 7 or 8, in summertide I was just a child.
Give up. Growth, faith, trust, control, emotion, attention, fear, joy, pain, pleasure, sure, risk. Will to live, fear of death. Illusion of loving and being loved. Being the safe place, fighting the tough fight. Sympathy, empathy Love, letters, butterflies, Hopes, dreams, banknotes. Stay numb, pretentious dumb, Art, lore, chirp, cheep Book, ink, dance, sing Sky, storm, rain, stain Quiet, wait, tick – tock Greet him as an old mate.
When I was left alone to witness the conflict with the Romanticist and the Nihilist in me. It initiated sophistically from French Literature or Russian Literature?, Is nature gorgeous or dangerous? to Finding Pessimism hilarious and Optimism alarming and end in “why are you keep walking when there’s no light at the end of the tunnel?” menacingly.
Him. I’ll walk with him, barefoot, torn clothes, holding hands, getting old, going grey, smooching, snuggling, struggling. In freezing cold, blistering heat, on leaf abscission, through blooming daffodils. With awe or anger, calm or confused, pain or relief, crave or disgust, fear or joy. Commiting sins and virtues. Parched, ravenous, drained, fatigued. Till every nerve ruptures, tissue tears, skin peels, bone shatters, blood drains.
As long as it’s with him, I don’t seek to pry or peek. They went silent.
How can I pass time? Turn to God? Which among the millions Oh, everything’s forbid.
How do I kill time? consume time and space decorated and garnished bit by bit, becoming loathe.
How do I find time? Build a telescope? Too many stars! Look for beginning or end On the fence, of power and bliss.
How do I end time? Struck by light or wind, Sit still till, burn or drown, Why it seems so absurd!
Should I be “Waiting for Godot”? Or hanging myself? Is there a hope? It’ll sure give an erection! Where do I find willow and a rope?
How do I pass time? “Nothing to be done” No print and an offspring Need nothing no more
“I thought you’re gonna miss this one” he signed me to sit beside him. “How would I? I’m obsessed” he knew I didn’t only mean the sunsets. He smiled revealing his crooked teeth. “Haa! Isn’t it beautiful? Just like you and I?” his eyes glistened orange. “I know a lot would say orange is an ugly colour” he gazed at me, surprised. “They complain the colour won’t suit them. Anything that’s orange, is ugly. Blah! Bleh! Blah! wonder what would they say now?” I said while my eyes fixed at his. “Well, you answered the question yourself” he sniggered. “Huh” it’s been a week and I still can’t understand this man. “It’s ugly cuz it’s on them not the sky” he said lounging on the sand. “You’re gonna miss it!” I pointed to the sun innocently.
“Join me” he said. “It won’t go anywhere, let’s count the stars together” he said with a serious face. “Sounds like someone skipped their science classes” he looked at me flabbergasted by my words. “The stars won’t appear until the sun goes dow..” he grabbed my cheeks and tilted my head up towards the moon. The moon and his cute little buddy were glowing and mocking me. “Hora! that’s Mars. The glowy red one. You can see it till the sunrise” he said, looking at me obliquely. “And it’ll disappear, just like you” tears flooded my eyes.
“You know what they say about wanderers? Don’t fall for them” he chuckled. “Why is that?” I asked. “They don’t share a future with anyone. Reckless, inexorable creatures!” he said in a stern tone. “What if I did?” I asked naively. “Ahh haa!” he sounded dismayed. “Where are you going next?” I asked. “To the west” he pointed. “Pakistan? You’re not planning to go home?” I asked. “Home? I am home. The world is my home. Right now, this is home!” he rested his eyes. “So, when you finish your journey to the west would you meet me when you get back to this home? Should I wait?” I asked longingly. He laughed again. “What is even your destiny?” I asked irritably.
“I’m gonna travel till I meet me” he said. “You?” I asked in disbelief. “Mm hmm” he nodded. “Where will you find him?” I played along. “I already did” he replied with a subtle smile. “Where?” I asked. “Here” he mimicked. “You told me you’re gonna meet God, didn’t you? So, you’re God?” I asked with a mocking tone. “Mm hmm” he nodded again. “We should worship you then” I taunted. “We are all equal, daarin” he said as he slightly lazed over my side. “Are we all God?” I asked looking straight into his eyes. It made me realize, I was completely bewitched by his charms. “You will understand me when you obey the love inside you! That’ll make you find you, meet you. You may get a glimpse of me there if you’re lucky” he snapped me back to reality. “Whe…” He cut me and said. “Mmm… Hold on! Keep this arm band with you. When I was at Palawan, I stayed with the batak tribe. They gave me one. Philippines is such a spectacular country. Lovely people. You should visit them too.” “Sure sir!” how could they not love him. “Anyways, enjoy your spiritual journey” I said. “Spiritual Journey? You could say that” he smiled and pointed to the sun drowning in the ocean. “Ahh! We got so distracted. Why is it red now?”. “Rayleigh Scattering” I stated. “Chill, know-it-all!” he teased. “You know what, Sunset appears bluish in Mars. Blue planet Red sunset, Red planet Blue sunset. Universe is enigmatic!” I said as I almost winded. “Indeed” he muttered. “Just like you” I made him look at me ambiguously.
“Waahh! I gotta go. I told you that I don’t want a sad farewell. I don’t want to visualize a cry baby face of yours whenever I think about y…” he stunned as I screamed “SAYONARA, WATASHI NO AI”. “Where did you learn that?” he asked while laughing hysterically. “The whole world owns a phone except you” I pouted. “You don’t need one to speak to the world” he said graciously. “Okay sir, did I say that right?” I asked. “Of course, Koibito. Sayonara” he said as he stood up and patted the sand off his trousers. He grabbed his bag and gazed at me one last time as he’s trying to draw me on his mind.
My mouth quivered. I looked up and blinked rapidly controlling the shining tears of my eyes to fall on my cheeks. The wind brought back his ‘I don’t want a sad farewell’ words. I saw him walking, fixed his eyes on the crepusculed sun. My face brightened as I remembered to ask him that question. “Wait, Your name?” “Nichibotsu” he shouted. “Huh?” I frowned. “Ni” “Chi” “Bot” “Su” he elucidated. “Nichibotsu” I whispered under my breath while watching him disappear in the dark from the moonlight. I lounged back and sulked at the helpless moon.
If I ever die, don’t you cry It’ll leave a scar, can’t be treated or healed Bury my body with your soul Worriless on your amethyst stained shoulders
If I die, look into the sky lazy sloths don’t adore rising sun, aight? I’ll paint the sunset, and pour our love You know the colour, purple it is
If I’m gone, sing me a song Don’t let those strings touch them. Them, the parts I loved and marked, Don’t you dare, try it like Ian Curtis.
Waltz Elegy to let it all out, you’ll feel my lips when it hits you deep. “Shinunoga ii wa” on full moon days leave the chorus,we know my part that is
If you can’t find me anymore, scribble a note You’ve never done it right, mine is to say. Hide it in sunflower bouquet Find me you know where, Valdaro it is
Swallow the bereave and look in her eyes Do you see the glimpse of us? Of course you do, just like Joji said. Please fall for her touch, this instant!
“Okay, got em!” he screamed daunting everyone at the store. “Babe chill!” She giggled over the phone. “Why do you need the pink ones?, you’re gonna smear it with that ‘vajayjay tears’ anyway” he laughed at his deadly lame joke. “Bruh STFU! and get me some chocolates too, will ya?” She said while guffawing.
“Tampons, Chocolates, Plastic mattress…. Anything else, babe?” he smirked. “Babe, do you really wanna do this?” she hesitated. “As long as you’re okay with it” he awaited for her response. “Okay, only if it’s a pink mattress, I don’t wanna stain the sheets” she chuckled. “Woah! On my way, muffin!” he roared.
She welcomed him with a warm hug and snatched away the chocolates. He hugged her from behind and whispered “Are you wet, Muffin?”. “With the Vajajay tears? Yes!” she said while fixing the pink mattress on the bed. She turned around promptly and hauled him into the bed. They kissed each other vigorously, scratching and spoiling each other. He ripped off her tunic exposing her swelled bosom. “Poor melons eh?” he said while motorboating. “Ah stop!” She felt tickled. He pinned her hands on top and licked her sweaty axilla. “You can’t get any weirder” she groaned. “Watch me” he hovered down.
He gently took off her pants and her soaked tampon. He set his tongue on her labia and went all way up to the clit. He nibbled it with his nose and licked up and down with a mild pressure by his tongue. “Baby…” Her eyes rolled back by pleasure. He ingest her “Jam” and rolled it with his tongue while teasing her with his glance and smirk.
She made him lie back on bed and let her vertical lips kiss his. She splotch her liquid all over his face while pecking his “pecker”. She got everything to her throat, from the tip to the nuts. “Damn girl!” he slapped her ass. She sucked hard and made his legs shake. They both had each others’ wetness all over them. They got up on their knees and Shared the taste of each other with a kiss. The kissed each other like that’s the last drop of moist left for a desert traveller on a Oasis. The two coloured damps showed them all the colours of rainbow. Now they’ll know why it is a “rainbow kiss”. They both collapsed on bed all messy, smelly and wet. “Look at us” she said. “Is that how I taste like?” he frowned his brows. “Yeah! and isn’t it taste like raw meat?” she asked. “Nah! It tasted like Steak dipped in Tuna Sauce” he conceited with his specified detail. “It should be named as Vampire kiss. What do you think, muffin?. “What’s wrong with you?” she laughed her heart out by her husband’s weirdness.
“So, what is it?” She asked. My friend, Eva, Nah! my girlfriend. We have been friends for four years but started dating six months ago. It was a quick decision, she was like a backup for “the one” in my life. When She said she’s keeping her love life as a secret, I realized that I loved an inamorata. Then, Eva let me use her as a Coffee to Sober up. “Babe, what’s wrong? Are you okay?” She looked into my eyes with her puppy ones which are gonna glisten soon.
“I don’t wanna do this anymore”, I said hastily. “Do what?” She boop my nose playfully. “This, the thing we have” I said with annoyance. “The thing? It was ‘love’ for past six months. Now, it’s the ‘thing’ we have?” She enraged a bit. “Is she single now?, Your girl?” She asked while sipping her coffee. “Yes, Eva”. “Isn’t it great? Tell me more about it”. She isn’t faking it, I swear on my life she isn’t being sarcastic either. The true emotion she expressed when I talked about “my girl” when we were friends.
“I met her at the library, she told me that her relationship wasn’t normal after I proposed her. I clogged her mind, Eva. I think she loves me” I said it to my girlfriend. “How are you so sure, hon?” She said mockingly. “She asked me if I still love her, Silly” I laughed proudly forgetting that I’m talking to the girl I’m dating. “Wowie… I’m so happy for you, babe” she laughed with teary eyes. “I’m sorry”. “Don’t be babe, I love you so much and I loved you a hundred ways in these six months. I’m glad my love turned requited for some time. It hurt but still, I’m happy to let you get the love of your life, “the one” as you always mention.” She giggled. “You’re just saying it, you’re definitely hurt. We shouldn’t end it if you don’t want to” I said half heartedly. How selfish!
“Well, it does hurt sweetheart. I planned an eternity with you just to call it off in days. It definitely hurts, Guess what’ll heal it? Your happiness. If that’s what you want, go get it boy. I can’t do this either, if it isn’t mutual. If you choose “your girl” over me, I choose “me” over you. I’ll just go then. Keep me updated, loverboy” she boop my nose again. “Hey” I pulled her by her hand and kissed her forehead. “Bye” she whispered with a painful smile.
That’s my friend again, as a heart I have broken, the girl I used to wipe out my tears, the distraction of my worst days. Why isn’t she the one? Why can’t I love her? If this is what it meant to be, let it be. And you fairy, Why do you still love me? Why did you heal me? All for what? Just to get a heart break?
Abortion is the most controversial topic fraught with lots of myths and misconvictions. Let’s start with the defintion of the terms mentioned here. Murder- an unlawful act, killing someone with a conscious intention. Abortion – is a termination of pregnancy and it usually carried out before 24 weeks so that the fetus in there won’t feel any pain. Well, both don’t scream the same motto.
Even the people who are contradict to abortion, make exceptions for several cases like, Pregnancy from Rape, complication in pregnancy which affects the health of the mother. Well? That’s it? What about woman who’s not ready to face pregnancy? What if the baby is unplanned or an accident? What if the parents are not economically strong enough to raise a baby? What if they choose not to have a baby? What about teen pregnancy? Abortion is the only solution. Don’t you think?
Abortion is a sin. This is the myth that deep rooted in our mind by various system of religious and cultural faiths. Abortion is a forbidden unforgivable sin according to most of the religions. What else do we expect from people who blindly convict and follow everything their religion preach them? So, at this point abortion is pictured as killing a baby formed by two pleasure seeking adults. Who wouldn’t go against them? Here’s where it was misinformed as murder.
Let’s answer the five main anti abortion arguments,
1. Abortion leads to depression and suicide.
This applies to people who encounter miscarriage cause by variety of known and unknown factors. Yes, it do cause serious effects in mental health but not for women who think “it’s the right decision” for them. Abortion Trauma Syndrome is just a myth that convinces people that women considering abortion face serious pyschiatric consequences. But, majority of women tolerate and overcome the abortion without any psychiatric sequelae.
2. Abortion cause cancer
What is it? Another strategy of indoctrinating people to believe “anti abortion” arguments? They insinuating that it mostly cause breast cancer in women due to hormonal changes. Not only the abortion, pregnancy also cause hormonal changes and have a lower risk of causing breast cancer in women under 25. So, is it a sin too? Focusing on Abortion and Cancer, the scientific evidence doesn’t support the notion that abortion raise the risk of causing any type of cancer?
3. Abortion Reduces Fertility
The earlier out-dated method like dilation and curettage (D&C) method lead to some complications. It’s 21st century and please make your mind up for modern world. There are some methods like suction based technique for surgical and using compounds such as mifepritstone are engaging in this process. There’s no evidence that these surgical and medical “termination of pregnancy” processes have any impact on future fertility.
4. The Fetus feel pain
This is the worst and unfounded argument blindly believed by a lot of half boiled in “Team anti- abortion”. Abortion usually performed within 24 weeks, where the fetus doesn’t develop a brain and nervous system. So, it doesn’t feel any pain. It wouldn’t be even aware of it’s surrounding.
5. Abortion is morally and religiously unacceptable
Well, Keep your moral and religious opinions out of an individual’s “personal decision” (vagina). Thank you!
“So, what’s next?”, She asked. The girl, my roommate, my bestfriend. “Get dressed and lit me a cigarette” I said just to make her smile. That smile, that intoxicating smile from the world’s prettiest girl I know. “Don’t you wanna label this?”. It’s not too quick to ask. It’s been three years since we evolved from cuddles to sex. The thing we had, how can I label it. We were inamoratas when we first kissed. It didn’t felt like cheating. We turned singles after. “Baby?”, She brought me back to reality.
“Do we need to?, I hesitated. “Yes, I planned our wedding, beach wedding it is, I’ll wear the suit. You’ll look so gorgeous in the bride dress, my love”, she narrates with love. Shall I stop her? How can I say I don’t wanna label it? I don’t want us to be treated like a trash in this society. My family and hers would never accept it. “And I’ll kiss the ring and you like it’s my last day on earth.” Her eyes glistened with tears, happy tears. “What do you say love?”, she asked me while looking straight into my eyes. I couldn’t fake an excitement.
“Baby”, I loosened her grip on my hip. “I don’t wanna do this anymore, The thing we have is not something I would love to label, I do love you, I can whisper it in the ears of my love, my world, but not the the world” I cried. “But, we can go somewhere, where no one will judge us” she sounded so tired. “Heaven?”, I questioned. “You’re saying that you would marry me if I have a dick?” She laughed. I can clearly see the pain in her eyes. “Yes”, I replied. “Will you answer the same, if I asked you to marry me?” She asked. “No”, the word, I never knew I said to her before, I know I damaged her heart with that cursed word. But I know she’s stronger than anything. I cried knowing that I hurt her. She hurried, cupped my cheeks and said, “hush puppy, don’t cry, I know you love me, I know you do than this sex and cigarettes. you’re right sweetie, we should stop doing it if it isn’t something progressive”. The words from the strongest girl I know still keeping me Alive.
And that’s it, it was really funny that we have to pretend like we didn’t make love under the sheets. No one knows the secret behind that non-smokers cigarette tattoo. The tattoo in the place where I kiss her the most, the neck. I just noticed a ring on her chain, my heart aches a little. It has already been a year. It’s all over, isn’t it? It’s good, it’s over. But, I still regret the word I said, I should have said “Yes”, love.
It was a beautiful Evening with a beautiful girl I knew for months. We were at the terrace watching sunset, she seemed so mesmerized with the beauty of sunset that she even forgot the cigarette in her hands. When it burns her fingers, we laughed our eyes out. “Let’s go down, birthday boy”, she whispered. This angel never talks, it always whispers. What’s now? We had a great time together from the morning to this evening. We snuggled in the same bed watching movies. The cuddles and kisses were dreamy. She showed me the way to make love without even taking off the clothes. Without exposing ourself. That’s heavenly! Isn’t it? The kitchen, the terrace, the living room, the floor, the bed, everything’s gonna question our moans without sex. We cooked,ate, sang, danced, played, cried together, all in that day. Oh! This lady is a mystery. Now where are we heading, to the bed?
“Sit, baby”, she said. So did I. She blinded me with a piece of cloth she finds. I didn’t even hesitate because this lady always have a plan. “Hmm…babe where ar- ” she shut me up with her kiss and said “hush”. She sat on my lap as she usually do but now, she was softer. She was naked. She took my hand and placed it on her forehead. My other hand was already grabbing her love handle. I made my way down to the nose, lips and neck. I was hesitant at that moment and about to ask her “can I?”, The woman surprised me with the words “it’s all yours now, darling”. Oh man! Is she even real? Now, I used both my hands to touch her boobs, when I touched her nipples, she moaned. That’s the best sound I’ve heard so far in my life. Her love handles, that’s what I hold all the time but now it’s softer without my t-shirt on her. Her ass, that damn ass. I could literally feel the cellulites, this feels so heveanly. Do I have any other options than making her lay on the bed? I hovered over her, so far I never wished I could see her. I kissed everywhere, licked everything, she smelled like rose. Her every part felt soft. She’s a dream, man! How can I make this naked lady orgasm without penetrating my Peter in her?
I know the way. I went down and kissed her rose petals. That doesn’t smell like other parts did. No one’s will. I don’t wanna tease her, nibble her or eat her. I’m gonna talk to her soul, this is the gateway to her soul and I opened it with the keys I had, my tongue. Her moans! I badly want to take off my blindfold and see her face. Is there any sight more satisfying than seeing a woman getting cunnunlingus? I should stay blinded as this naked lady’s plan. I consumed her like my last meal. I smelled her like it’s the last enhance of oxygen I would get in my life. Her legs on my shoulder started suffering from the pleasure. She was gasping to breathe. The petals were ruined yet pleasured by my tongue. I did satisfy my naked lady, didn’t I? I hope she had seen my grin of achievement. I was about to take of the piece of cloth which blinds me from seeing the woman who showed me the purpose of life in a day. “Wait. I will”, she said. “What’s taking you so long baby?”, I asked. My eyes were relieved soon. To the surprise, all I can see is the lady wearing my t-shirt. “Why? I wanted to see you”, I asked. “You will, all you gotta do is to close your eyes and feel me” she whispered and bit my earlobe.
She’s right. It’s been 17 years, she still sends shiver up to mine spine. My fingers still know how soft she is, my tongue can still bring back her taste whenever I think of my naked lady. That’s our last night, we used to pretend like nothing happened between us on that day. It’s been years and she’s with a mini her and his father. She’s a dream, a beautiful dream. I still pity on my sinful eyes, they haven’t seen my naked lady.
Earth is Flat! This is not my opinion. Don’t come at me! There is a group of people who genuinely believe that “Earth is Flat”. I’m not kidding! They really exist. Flat Earthers have an organization called “Flat Earth Society” which was founded by Samuel Shenton in 1956. The Headquarters of this society is located in Lancaster, California, U.S.
A Greek philosopher, Pythagoras discovered that “Earth is spherical”. There are some scientific proofs were shown to us. So, We all agreed. It absolutely makes sense. But, Everyone’s opinion matters. So, Let’s learn some of flatearther’s pseudoscientific claims or believes. According to “Flatearthers”,
1. Gravity is ‘illusion’.
2. Sun and moon are spheres that move in circles above the “Flat Earth”.
3. The earth is a disc with arctic circle in the center and that’s the only pole.
4. The disc is surrounded by 150 foot ice wall in the edges to prevent people from climbing over and falling off. (I’m not overstating!)
5. Pictures or photographs of Spherical earth are photoshopped.
There is a popular saying that goes “It’s impossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument”. Flatearthers mentioned in their organization logo to question everything. They are so ignorant that they have answers to all of their questions, “Science”.
The members of this organization are increasing and they are mostly in the U.S. and U.K. We don’t know what they are up to!
Menstruation is a beautiful thing every woman experiences in their lifetime. I said “experience” not “enjoy”. All men act like they got a death thread when women say, “It’s that time of the month“. Why? Because more than 90% menstruating women have mood swings on those days. We yell at them, cry for no reason. We all got a grip, so we control our emotions too.
Bear with us Warriors! , We have to go through Premenstrual Syndrome (PMS), abdominal pain, lower back pain, stress, headache, acne… Men (warriors) learn to buy chocolates and foods these days to calm the satan in us! If you really don’t feel those pains and mood swings and think that I’m over exaggerating? I’ll respect you ladies and you may lie under those 10% probably!
Those Sanitary napkin ads will never be realistic. The girl in those ads wear white clothes! Seriously? Be realistic! The necessary things like pads, menstrual cups, tampons, period panties, flex disc were once viewed as luxuries and named as “Tampon tax”. Yes, We had to pay taxes for something we didn’t get a chance to don’t have. Fortunately, the taxes reduced and untaxed in many countries including India. I said “many” not “all”.
Equality matters! So, Let’s talk about ‘Men’suration. Men don’t bleed, but they get periods. Surprising, right ladies?!. Irritable Male Syndrome is as same as PMS. IMS occurs due to high cortisol level and low testosterone level. And the result? Anger, frustration, anxiety, hypersensitivity. Sometimes cramps and muscle pain too! So, my dear men, be aware and use “Manpons”. Most of us don’t even know what that thing is. Manpons are tightly wound paper towel to place on your ass cheeks to prevent leakage! Let’s love and support each other on each other’s periods!
Winter 