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Paint me in the Shades of Gray

“Oh Dammit, we are not having this argument again!!” He screams at her, with all his acrimony carved out in the lifeless room. Her eyes were glassy, she wanted to cry, she almost was, but stood on.

And it made him livid!

He had been missing for last two nights. A business trip kept him away as much as she saw him as seldom as his other friends. He had been long gone; she kept herself busy with her paintings.

She just looked at the newspaper, edged out on the corner table.

He slammed it on her face, a murky picture of melancholy and grief.

And he walks out of the room. His cell was ringing unobtrusively and her sight made him sick. He loved her, but that was seven years ago.

She looked at him walking away. Picks up the newspaper and tidily folds it up to the table. The paper read her Name in Bold; she was awarded the KAVA award only yesterday for her art works. She looked pretty in the picture; her dark aura was conjured well with the portrait in her paintings…abandoned and solitary.

She swabs off her eyes and walks to the room where he was smoking up in the dim corner. She walks up to him, stretches her arm with the newspaper in it. He glances up hesitantly, and reads the paper.

He hugs her “Darling, I am so proud of you”.

Yes, he loved her and that was seven years back.

Stale Sheets, Old Letters and Your Name

Its the cracked ones That let Light into the world
Diffused, punctuated with rainbows of tears

Sadness is just a crack in my life
That I fall into, sometimes
Sloppy, clumsy, and weary
not watching, unaware and tired
Misunderstood, arranged to be pushed

Sadness is just a crack in the sidewalk
a space inviting, and dark
I’d rather not stay, just step over the gap
It’d feel like a walk in the park.

A painful reminder of imperfection
My habit to step in harm’s way.
This sidewalk, the smoothness ends shortly
A new route wont come up today.
Or ever…

Sadness is just a crack in my life
That I fall into, sometimes…

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    I did not ask if the Glass was Half-full or Half-empty. I have always had enough to Drink.
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    She had Mood Ring Eyes.
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    Look out the window, stare at the sky, see where you will never reach, see everything that you can't be. In your mind you begin to blame all of the problems on everyone else. Kill your idols, kill your life.
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    It's time to go out and find a fight, then run away from that fight like you do from everything else in your sad, pathetic, small, weak, little life.
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    This is me, after the OverHaul.
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    Write my Biography, and I will write your Fiction.
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