Shillpi S Banerrji

Life is uncertain.Today you get a rose.Tomorrow you feel the thorns.But the end result is red, always!!

You sit right next to me.Still you don't seem close to me.

Your beauty is tragic.It is the sweetest sin,Heaven ever created!

We are the children of a womb.Yet we differentiate each other,On color, creed and the sizes of our tombs!!

Don't ruin a relationship, by giving it a name.A potential lover. A lover of the present and An ace of the past.These months, years and ages, might just forget the memory And remember the terms you used to file them in a draft.

Here comes the rain again.Falling on my arms like a tragedy.Reminding me of pain, as these drops wash away the tears falling down my cheeks.

All of a sudden,You seemed to beStranger than a fiction,to me.