November 29, 2010
Prostitute
Behind serpentine bars on tired windows, Sits n stares my childhood, Yesterday was an abyss; tomorrow is a myth,
Behind serpentine bars on tired windows, Sits n stares my childhood, Yesterday was an abyss; tomorrow is a myth,
The shy flame of the candle, virgin demeanour, Struggles in the forest of the night, The passing wind steals solitary…
Dear Mr. Chief Minister, Good Evening Sir. Hope you are doing fine. It is 6.45 pm as I sit in…