Written by Aakarshita Sehgal

The Cage

So, the cage the closed ledge. Where two shells break, and upcomes a piece of flesh. So is the birth of the little new one, not wearing a skirt, not wearing a shirt, all it wrought is rainbows of love. ~Aakarshita Sehgal

Aakarshita Sehgal

Baccara

Baccara is a ballad that eulogizes a man's most invested memory which grows feeble with the passage of time. Just as the baccara grows into a blooming black flower so are the memories. …

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