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Two new posts on the wordpress blog.

1. Origins of the Indian Cast System: Part – 1
   

2. Life on the otherside

I hope you enjoy reading them.

Writers Block

Sometimes, it just sucks
the words ruckus
when you try and rhyme
to the doorbell chimes
~Hemanth

The Sage Song

Dreams, splashed on the tombstone,

Life, its only own enemy!

Heart's the twisted rotten branch ,

Soul's the interweaving brook of tears!!

Somehow, I feel that 'Life' is not a good title for this short. Any suggestions are most appreciated.

Neon Signs

Glimmering in the moonlit night,
it was one of them signs towed
at the back of a truck, bright
like Gen.hookers gals...always, bright.

I scraped at my window, to see
If the light would brighten the
damply room. Was it heresy?
What it clearly read? Too artsy?

Perhaps, I needed cleaner windows
mine were hardly, like ghostly
canvases which took the artists' blows
and were left bland and callous.

I could hear the neighbours cot
creaking, his gelded weight
burdening it. The floor rot
with him acting up the colt.

I stepped into the night
and my drunk heart was singin
a medley to the moonlight
the sign still flashed birght.

The muted moans next door
were killed by the neon buzz
that lit up the ground floor
and then died at my door.
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~Hemanth

A day....

I love the puddle contained rain water
I can use these childhood Experiences,
Fun and Memories. I’ve been a lonely wind
Kind of refreshing have the showers been