Love for a lifetime is not essential if you had a single day to feel love of a lifetime
He sat there in the uncomfortable plastic chair, cheaply available for festive occasions, as he avoided the flickering lights, embracing the dancing girls and men in the party, to which he was invited out of compulsion. The host beckoned and then forcefully pulled him to the dance floor. He moved his legs like a snail until he was too drunk or physically done with the dance. Continue reading Party last night…
‘These women have God’s curse upon them. Why do you suit yourself with such filth?’, he was asked outside the brothel.
‘If God put her in this state and he bothers to curse her but not the lustful client, then, she must be special. I look for God in her!’ he replied.
He saw her somewhere across the street. Her presence took Sarim over with a deep sensation; but before this sensation, he felt a void, a moment when you stop feeling the world around you; where you stop feeling whether you are alive or life is just an illusion. After that feeling comes a feeling of euphoric orgasm, which, no words on paper have ever succeeded to explain. It was her face, smiling, laughing and forming the perfect countenance among the dark brown of her hair with traces of golden streaks. He could see it, the face, across the street, through the mist gathering on the windshield of his car. Continue reading A Good Boy!
What serene torment brings
a goddess to fragility of men
Carcasses of their egos lying
under feet of her ego’s den Continue reading She!