Stepping In Hellfire

Her eyes are red balls of fire And yours reek of lusty desire For she is beauty in your ugly shire That has slowly reduced to a mire Why blame your thirst on her attire? It’s your salacity and urge to sire Why else did you get her for hire? She’s a woman not a…

A Bride’s Walk To Dreams

A red dot sits on her forehead, peeking from the ghunghat Her eyes are grazing the ground, concealing their naughtiness A huge nath adorns her tiny nose that turns pink at the tips She hears your whispers behind those ornate chaandbalis A shy smile lingering on her lips, sealing the words unsaid Her long neck…

A Robbery

With silent steps he entered the room from the terrace. “That was some climbing, I better workout regularly or I’ll be out of business.” he thought to himself. Moving inside with carefully planned steps he came across what he was looking for, a diamond ring. It lay next to the girl, the would be bride….

I Do, Do I?

Spotless white always brought back the images of her marriage. She looked like an angel descending from heaven as she walked the aisle on her special day. The net trail followed with every step she took in her most elegant self, ready to tie the knot with the man of her dreams. “Stop”, said an…