Author: John Prabakaran Solomon

POETRY | Gone by John Prabakaran Solomon

Gone and forgotten, Haunting my soul, Oddly familiar, Maybe a norm.   Screams and moans fill my ears, Can I look forward to another kill? Maybe it’s all in the thrill. Where else can I find my fill.   Whish. Slash. I disappear. Not knowing when I’ll reappear. Knowing now knowing when I’ll kill.   Darkness will fade, And I will illuminate, For you, my darling. My sweet beautiful darling. *** Cover art by Cristian Newman on Unsplash. We’re looking for more short stories, poems and essays. If you’ve got some and aren’t shy to share it with the...

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POETRY | Faded Memory by John Prabakaran Solomon

In the morning where you lay between the sheets, Your soft touch lingers on my skin. Mesmerized by your captivating eyes, How can I deny the wonders they hold.   With you around, Everything else is background. Your smile. Your touch. Just like a symphony at play.   The entire world could turn into poems, Yet you’ll be the loveliest one. Your lips, as soft as silk, Sweet, like the flowers in spring.   You used to say how life is like a movie. Perhaps that is why you never loved them, But I can watch the world pass...

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