To The Suicidal
Day Eleven To the Suicider And the Suicided Who endured till the last minute Till the cup of hope tipped over Pouring through the sandy floor Never to be picked up again “Kaka ke ku maje sese” kind of a thing I’ve been wondering What…
What a New Year Day! Do Dreams Come True?
It was 2’ O clock in the afternoon when he heard the first foot step approach the gate since the afternoon. “This is it!” he thought, “at least whatever cooking should have been completed by now”. But the woman only greeted him and walked away….
