THE ART OF ART
6 min read Please do me a favour, pack your bags and visit me here, I am still here where I was left among the dead, a house that is very much alive.
I’ll let you be the judge of my haunted walls. Come, it’s not everyday you get an invite from a haunted house.
I ache for a human soul.
2 min read Note:Everything of everything is in everything.The same underlying facets that make a blizzard.You and I are different conglomerates of the
< 1 min read I don’t Have hands,
But I want to touch you, hold you,
Feel your every line, your curves and your edges.
I want to hug you, connect the soul from my woody brown with that of your serene white body.
All day, all night.
I know I’m tough, I know you’re brittle
I know we’re inanimate,
But if we make it, our love will be immortal.
17 min read Her slender body moved with the rhythm. Her hair was long till her waist, a black veil that one could see at the exaggerated shampoo ads. Her black jeans further diminished her limbs to a woody menagerie. Her waist had suffered a massive change, anyone could have easily mistaken her for a woman.