Sin

Writing

I held my lovers hand

Fingers intertwined

Sculpted met dainty

A soft squeeze

A look so kind

We walked through

The busy street

Watching the city

Come alive

The night was young

And so were we

All we needed was each other

And maybe a good party

In this summer heat

We went to a popular place

On my childish whim

It buzzed with energy

Packed to the brim

 

Before we entered

My lover stopped and stared

He had something to ask me

I knew what he would ask

I had found the silver band

I was prepared

I beamed at their nerves

Anxious and oh so sweet

I told them I wanted a drink

I knew it would make them feel better

There would be no cold feet

We entered the cave

Body sweat and heat

Lights met darkness

A rhythm

A beat

We took a few shots

And danced till we were sore

I looked at them like they were the sun

On a cold winter day

There had been nothing I had ever

Wanted

Or loved

More

We clumsily bumped

Into people and things

What a beautiful night

It had been

And it would only get better

We had wings

A forceful bump

A crash and bang

We looked around

Our intoxicated minds

Unable

To understand

A figure walked towards us

People paved a path

What was that look in his eyes

Another bang

It was unbridled wrath

He held up the object

Nestled in his hand

A gun

Pointed at me

My mouth turned to sand

My lover moved in front

Put it down

He told the man

We can talk this through

All he did was

Give a disgusted frown

Please

I begged my lover

But he wouldn’t budge

He straightened up further

 

Another pleading nudge

What have we done to deserve this

Put the gun away

The sick man sneered

BANG

He pulled the trigger

And then spit on my horrified face

Because

He said

It was a sin

to be gay


I offer my deepest condolences to every single person that has been affected directly or indirectly by the recent shooting in Orlando. This is a crime of hate, not of religion or of gender. The LGBTQ community has survived and conquered almost everything in its path, and will be sure to survive and conquer this as well. We stand with you. In the name of love, in the name of humanity.

 

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Flip side

Writing

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A kiss in the rain 

A laugh in silence 

Water in the desert

 Peace amongst violence 

 A hug in pain 

A smile so foreign 

 Laughter lines amongst wrinkles

 The loss in gain 

A clover within leaves 

 A splash of colour

 A blush with the tears

 Something new to discover

 A friend amongst enemies 

 The moon along the stars 

 The black in white 

Stories behind the scars 

 The lies in the truth 

 The holes in a dress 

 The thorns in a bush 

A saddened cheek to caress

 The beautiful in the ugly 

 The wrong in the right 

 The go in the stop 

The weakness in might 

 The crazy in the sane 

The pretend in true 

The tainted in pure 

The old and the new 

The silver in gold 

 The hate in love 

 The diamond in the coal 

False hopes from above 

The conservative in modern 

The adult once a child 

The wood in metal 

The outrageous in the mild 

The starvation in fullness 

The paper and the stone 

The breath of death 

Flesh and bone

 The right in the left 

The wet in the dry 

The no in the yes 

The agreement in an outraged cry 

Heads and tails

 Sweet and sour 

Dull and bright 

Shorts and veils 

 Now and then 

The give and the take

 Yes, these are the thoughts 

 That keep me awake

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Distance is a bitch.

Writing

I’m sure EVERYONE has felt or thought that at some point or another. Your meeting is an hour away, you’re stuck in traffic, your best friend moves to another country, your elder sibling moves away for college and so many other examples.
Distance, really does suck

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And yes, we do have this magical thing called the internet and applications like Skype and FaceTime and whatnot, but really, they’re only useful to a certain extent. When you Skype with someone or talk to them over the phone, you can see them laugh, you can hear them laugh, but you can’t Feel them laugh. That’s the thing. The internet may join our voices and minds, but the physical close and intimacy is missing. I repeat,
Distance sucks

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Also, distance takes a lot out of two people. Not all relationships can survive the test of distance and time. Let’s take for example, the inspiration for this post- my cousin in America. She’s coming down to India after years, and we don’t talk at all. We don’t have problems with each other and there’s barely any awkwardness when she’s actually here, but the point is, it all changes when she goes back. There’s no contact, because our bond isn’t strong enough to survive its hardships. We love her, but distance doesn’t love us.

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But there are two sides to this coin. While distance may lessen affection in some cases, it strengthens and increases some in others. Like my elder cousin that’s here, she has an amazing relationship with the one that’s in America. Again, bonds and perspective.
I guess distance and love, really intertwined.
But seriously,
Distance is a bitch.

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