Moushmi Radhanpara's Blog, page 14

His Evil Desires

I did it again

Every time my soul bangs its head

I sing and soar

My flesh hurts

But my thoughts avoid death

I keep smiling and

And hurt his ego

Ignoring the nasty nights of his devilish aims.

Mr. Coffee Hater #3

There is this soft fluffy cushion stationed at my balcony for the last few days now, chrome yellow in colour, if you need any further specifications in the colour, I am sorry. My vocabulary ends with yellow, chrome, and lemon. Red, I am a little more aware of, red, magenta, hot red, vermillion, maroon, scarlet, mahogany, burgundy. Thats it. I am sure there are many more shades of red but my knowledge exhausts here. They say women are more aware of these specifications, I am sure you must be,...

Skin & Cells.

I am having a migraine.

 

If I said this to anyone right now, Id probably get ten different solutions for it, from using medications and meditations to gulping down tablets and going off to sleep for a while. Id get people telling me that it will probably go away soon, that it was because of the stress that I was going through or people giving me the kind of compassion that I probably dont even deserve. But I know, I would. You would too. Because migraine is a kind of headache, a physical...

Posies: Available For Pre-order

I dont know how to say this. But I think I did it. See, how skeptic I still sound of myself? But that is how it is and you if you are still around my blog after an absence of eternity almost after every post, I know you will still go ahead and read this.

 

Believe me, I am not taking you guys for granted but I have been so overwhelmed by the things going around that I did not know what to do, or how to do it. In my last post I was still lost and wandering, I think I still am. However, with...

The Wait For Spring.

Warning: This is going to be pretty long. Proceed and get bored at your own risk!

 

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I should probably start with wishing new years to all of you, but I am sure that I am very late for that, very very late. So, shall I just go ahead and ask you if you have reached that point of the year, when you have started feeling that you are probably wasting this year too, and that even this year your resolutions are going to go down the drain, or better still, all the optimisms and the thought that...

Her Mysterious Meshuga.

Hey folks, I hope you all are doing fine. I know I have been away for a long time, but I promise Ill be back as soon as I can. Till then I am very pleased to share another poem of mine that has been published at Spillwords, a place where words matter. I sent them this piece a while back and was not even expecting them to revert back. However a couple of days ago I was notified that the poem is going to be published soon. And as always, I was elated to see my name in print.

I share below the...

Her Altruistic Mien.

Poetry has been a consistent part of my life, first reading and then writing. Though if someone would have said that I could try writing poems, a year back, I would have rolled my eyes and said, Yeah, right! Not that I have become very confident of my pieces, but I have come as far as trying to share them and be judged.

A few days back one of my poems got published in The Indian Periodical titled The Sea and today I am back with another of my poems which has been accepted for publication in...

Book Review: The Last Huntsman

BOOK DETAILS:
The Last Huntsman
By Page Morgan
Publication date: September 9th, 2019
Genres: Fantasy, Young Adult

Description:

No women. No children. No torture. The Huntsman has his rules.

For years, Tobin has done his emperors bidding, eliminating threats to the Empire of Morvansk. But when he is ordered to kill the lovely Princess Mara, Tobins absolute loyalty ends. The emperors punishment is swift and lethal, and Tobin is left with only one desire: vengeance.

Stay quiet. Stay hidden. Stay...

The Thing About Boys & Men.

I am bored. I mean not that I dont have anything to do, but I am just bored. Bored with stressful working, with useless studying, with meeting deadlines, with assignments, with reading, with writing, practically everything. So I keep finding new things to do. Now, I havent been very successful with it, but I think I am obligingly eating peoples head with my tantrums. But I guess I am so bored that I get bored with that too. And hence, I keep finding things like reading short biographies of...

सूरज से गुफ्तगू #13

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कभी कभी जब अकेले रोती हूँ
तो रातो को भी तेरा इंतजार करती हूँ
कभी कभी, जब अकेले में सोती हूँ
तो खुद की उंगलियों से यु सिलवटे तेरी बना जाती हूँ
तेरे बाहों में सिमटना चाहती हूँ
कुछ देर ही सही, तुजसे दिल का हर राज कहना चाहती हूँ.
तू समझता नहीं मेरी पयास को
तू बस जलना जनता है
तू कभी आता नहीं बेवजह बेवकत रात को
तू सिरफ जलाना जो जनता है.

कुछ और गुफतगू: सूरज से गुफतगू #12