Nights and mornings, all feel the same. I can’t tell one from the other. And yet, when I look at the walls around me, everything’s changed. When and how, is what I’m left with. Feels like an age has passed in the blink of an eye. Some I wish to see, are far far away.…

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Exorcise

to write about love is a cliche of sorts i put my pen to paper to write a tale of obsession of lust of admiration of deliberate attempts rushed and hushed of chances grabbed and opportunities lost of everything that made you trace back to me that made you hold me each time I fell for…

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Imprints – Micropoetry

I leave behind imprints on the sand then I look back and listen to their forgotten rhapsodies Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr

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After the darkest hour…

bring me a knife let me show you  how you cut the weeds detach them from growing on your soul from pulling you down don’t drown fight your way for what awaits because, my love only after the darkest hour does the morning light rip off the shroud of despair and drape the day with…

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Finally Better…

a thousand waves wrestled to caress my tired self paler grew the dark night as waves ebbed and etched across the seamless horizon distant and dreary the prideful moon watched on as a million tiny pieces of sands and shells cloaked my skin concealed my fears somewhere far away a light came up in the…

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A State of Trance

Engrossed in your own thoughts you hardly notice me… but I watch your fingers dance on the laptop keys, then on your knees… the world of fantasies get the good of me… as I tumble down the hole of half-baked salacities… somewhere in the distance the music begins… ‘Every breath you take’ the one I…

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Innocent Vengeance

She was just a little girl incapable of hatred. She stood by the shore for hours each day hurling pebbles into the sea hitting the harsh waves. She wanted to hurt the sea like the sea had hurt her by prising away her father. She cried and cried and wanted the sea to cry too. For…

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If…

If words could release the rues I’d write a 1000 page book If tears could beat the woes I’d cry out an ocean and more If pores of the skin could subsume the deluge I’d plug each pore with grit and soot If heart beats could override the hope I’d make the heart swell and…

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Invincible

Like rain Like seas Like clouds  Like genesis  ♥ Like hope Like faith Like pain Like mirth  ♥ Like beauty Like lust Like tempt Like trust ♥ Like truth Like miracles Love too is Invincible ~~~~~ Asha Seth

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Allow Me

What are you afraid of? What’s stopping you? Some pages are better torn off and some meant to be burnt. But don’t you stop me, baby, allow me to fix you back. ♥ Walk right by my side, I’ll heal those scars and take away the pain. Cast your reservations aside. Baby, open the door, allow…

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Dying Embers

Fire burnt the logs through the night, and all that was left behind were the dying embers… the warmth of your touch sinking deep under my skin, you were the fire slowly turning me to ash… under the starless sky, we lay, counting beats that slowed down, like twigs turning to embers… ♥ as you traced your finger…

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Forever

At a quarter past nine with a candy bar and a smile she left him waiting under the tamarind tree  ♥ At a quarter past nine nineteen years since his steps lead him unconscious waiting for her incredulous ♥ In the dark under the dim stars withered, weakened stands he under the dried tree ♥ Inconsolable sorrow engulfing…

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Tell Me

Tell me you love me and there’s nothing more I need to know  Tell me you hate me and there’s nothing more I want to know Tell me  you want to give it a chance and there’s nothing I would not do Tell me you are done trying and there’s nothing I’ll ask you to do…

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I still believe…

I still believe that fairies exist. I still believe that so does magic. I still believe that I cannot watch a loved one die. I also believe that I could kill for a loved one. I still believe that lying is easier than convincing. I also believe that people don’t think too deep when they…

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It’s Christmas and the time of the year when everyone around is celebrating and enjoying is praising and worshiping moms busy making Christmas cookies kids waiting for Santa and gifts ♥ I too want to believe that Santa is for real and travels on sleighs pulled by reindeer that he grants wishes and makes dreams…

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The Old Man and the Dog – A Short Story

He sniffed everyone passing by. Their scents, their dangling handbags, And looked up at them, with pleading eyes… The heartless drove him away, kids pelted stones at him, Out of disgust, of fear or rage, scaring him to death. Away he ran and stood staring at their backs as they walked on… They looked at…

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The Woods (Part 2) – A Short Story

contd… Where were you? Panic was starting to set in. It was no more a joke. Please come back! Teasing me? Like I was teasing you minutes ago. You always played this game. Hide n seek. Only so you could come around me and hug me from the back. Startling me. But this was no…

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The Woods (Part 1) – A Short Story

You held my hand as I walked ahead of you. You trudged along. The dried leaves, tangled mass of branches, scattered everywhere. The leaves crunched beneath my feet reminding me just how much I love autumn. Sunlight crept in through the dense mass of leaves and branches overhead. I looked up, above me, loving the feel of the not-so-harsh…

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Another Mistake?

Yes, it’s all about who’s stood by your side when you needed them the most. But what about those who chose to leave despite their wish to not do so. They had to, because that was best for you. That was what they had to do in that moment of truth when you have to…

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Letters

On the loneliest days, when living’s hard to do, infused with pensive longing, your letters carry your smell, and also the reason for wanting to breathe again ~~~~~~~ Asha Seth

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