Rhythm

You gasping for breath, You eliciting small whimpers, Your soul claiming moans, Your sweet tears, Your cute growl, Your muffled screams, Baby, there is nothing in this world can top these sounds you make when we are making history. -NJ

VOICE

It doesn't makes you a victim, when you point out the injustice done for you and for others. It doesn't makes you a victim, when you oppose the dictatorship for the sake of other's opinions to be heard. It doesn't makes you a victim, when you fight for younger ones who is yet to bloom. …

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MINE

Even when all is lost,When all else fails,Even when everything is destroyed,When everything is hazy,Even when my memory fails,When my brain shut down,Even When my ashes sail through winds,When my bones withered,Nevertheless,I would still love you.Nivijoshi

VALENTINE

You will always be my forever VALENTINE. For all the nights you watched over me, For all the days you spent snuggling me, For all the tears you have wiped, For all the hatred you swiped, For all the endless forehead kisses, For all the endless taps on my tooshie, For all the rights you …

What is Love?

When I dragged my tired body back to the loft, not knowing how I survived today, you were there holding the door for me. I tried not to be filled with giddiness but the sight of you my love, lifted my spirits up. I am aware I am not easy to love. I have hidden …

Sunset

For some, it is all about hues of orange. For some, it is time to wrap up and call it a day. For some, it is when they feel alive. For some, it is when they let their hair down and be the life of the party. For some, it is about playful kisses and …

Art

I can be a painting, I can be a frame, I can be a picture. I can be a masterpiece, I can be a treasure, I can be one of the wonders. I can be a companion, I can be your foe, I can be your lover. I can be your thoughts, I can be …

HIM

He wasn't a dream,He wasn't a reality,He was in-between.He wasn't a hero,He wasn't a villain,He was both.He wasn't a knight,He wasn't as high as kite,He conquered the right.He wasn't a coward,He wasn't a brute,He was a benign.He wasn't a mere hope,He wasn't a mere belief,He was everything.He wasn't mine,He wasn't thine,He was never ours.Nivijoshi

MUSIC

For some, it serves as a soothing balm. For some, it acts as a barrier to keep the demons at bay. For some, it creates an illusion they escape to. For some, it guides as a motivator. For some, it is a drug. For some, it serves as mask they hide behind. For some, it …

Nostalgia

Where to start my darling? When I scent corn on the hob or when I scent cotton candy in the air? Where to start my darling? When I walk through my old neighborhood, seeing the house I grew up in? Where to start my darling? When I look at the ocean and remember the phase …