Short Stories, Poems and More

Paranoia

Paranoia

Paranoia – A Strange tale from future The latch locked with a clicking sound and then a screech as the heavy metal bolt was slid into its place by a hydraulic arm. The lasers were activated without a sound and the camera was as vigilant as ever. Once the outer metal door was secured the […]

Dog Day Diaries – Day 1

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Dog Day Diaries – Day 1 – Diary of Dexter the Dog Hi! I am Dexter. Around here people know me as Dexter the Dog. That is to avoid confusing me with Dexter the cat. And believe me, no one wants to be confused with Dexter the cat, he is the clumsiest cat I have […]

Chameleon on the Wall

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Chameleon on the Wall – A Poem Do you feel the pain really, Or are they just the crocodile’s tears? Do you revel in my glory, Or are they just the empty cheers? I catch you sometimes looking at me, But when our eyes meet you look away. I hear every word you utter, But […]

Wait

Wait

Stealing glances at the clock, Hearing to the incessant tick tock, The world passing by, As I stay rooted in the moment, The blur of motion all around me, Incomprehensible urgency of everyday activities, My heart refuses to oblige, The need to go on and go about, It lingers in its indulgence, Waiting for a […]

Fear

Fear

Shehnaz banged violently on the door. She was nineteen year old pretty young girl of slim built. Her childish face framed by black curly hair and her youthful bosom made her look innocent and lascivious at the same time. But now all she looked was afraid. Her clothes were torn at places and her face […]

Edifice

Edifice

Edifice – The Poem A grand edifice of a humble thought, A penniless life, glory in death it bought, Ravenous rumbling of hunger in earth’s bosom, Grave understandings of vaccum suction, Dark black, red, brown and white, Dry sands and wet sands, granite, A virtuos deed, a dime a dozen, Gone, Long lost and forgotten, […]

Love

Love

Love – Short Story Neha came out of the kitchen angrily. She had her bath just a while ago and her hair was still wet and the sindoor in her head still fresh. She was wearing the yellow and green salwaar kameez bought by Rohan last diwali. But she was not wearing the dupatta which […]

Blood Brother

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Blood Brother – The Poem The blood that runs through the veins, Flows through the streets like rivers, The ties broken long ago, Beckon our souls no more, The battlefield full of unnamed graves, Of soldiers from both sides young and brave, The cities of skyscrapers, neon lights and cars, The countenance of society veiling […]

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