She hadn’t been taking his calls which agitated him off limits. He had been asking everybody about her but to no avail. After hours of search, he finally found her.
How to survive in this stigma of ill fate? When your intimates cause you unprecedented tribulation By reaffirming that you’re not worth their confabulation Through their deliberate silence. “I
Do you remember, The time we spent together During power cuts in childhood With suppressed giggles Under moonlit nights You with your bare, hairless chest And a pair of pyjamas