Thursday, December 27, 2012
Wednesday, November 21, 2012
Monday, November 12, 2012
Wednesday, November 7, 2012
to isles of light;
swings of the hand,
to the smoke of cigarettes;
eyes of anger,
to a sunken face;
nobody seems to be
a mirror of themselves.
Wrought by Buoyant forces,
we'll make Archimedes proud.
For Eliot prophesied that there never will be a time, after all.
For Isabella prays the cold, harsh days are but nightmares she can wake up from.
For this is just one life and nothing really matters at the end of the day. Who the heck selflessly cares for what happens to the dead, anyway?
Friday, October 26, 2012
When you apply paste on your toothbrush and realize the day is actually the night, you know that you've been vegetating. She can snap out, yea, but her faith wouldn't let her.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Tuesday, October 16, 2012
So, what's it going to be like sipping green tea while overlooking the city from a window on the 50th floor of a building? Will there be time to consider the weather or the skies then?
Well, got to get there.
Friday, October 12, 2012
He who stands by strong enough to make her hold back her tears or he who stands away and lets her fall apart?
What's a woman to a man?
She who stands by strong enough as he learns life's hard lessons or she who runs away from him for his shortcomings?
Someone said/wants to and will say: "Before the world, I say, "I am sorry." And, I mean it from the brimming caverns of my eyes and soul."
The loneliness of a long distance runner.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Sure they are.
People care about you.
Sure they do.
How do people with so much spite sleep in peace? Or do they?
They are funny, the times we live in. I can use an app or a one line formula on excel to find out how many days i have lived in exact but somehow, these few minutes i don't feel like doing so.
May be we/I won't be flake someday.
May be We/I agree that We/I still do have control over our lives and our future.
Chippi irrukudu. Muthum irrukudu.
Pada pada nu irrukku, Rama.
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Monday, September 17, 2012
There's got to be a weather to take it all.
Monday, September 3, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Sunday, August 12, 2012
...through certain half-deserted streets
The muttering retreats..
And indeed, there will be time
After the sunsets and the dooryards...
After the novels, after the teacups...
...white flannel trousers - you shall wear and walk upon the beach
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Monday, July 2, 2012
For rides in a hot air balloon.
Across clear and cloudy skies,
Above the oceans and deserts,
Close to the peaks of ice-capped mountains.
Grasslands, plain-lands, plateaus, volcanoes:
Everywhere, but through smoke-filled city heights.
Possible, you say?
There are wishes made for songs
to be sung
not by the original singers
or the music player, but by the one
who holds all the charm,
Friday, June 29, 2012
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Sunday, June 3, 2012
If only there were more time to have paused and thought, he wouldn't have run away from her; from his own shadow, like a cliché. And she wouldn't have had to sit alone in their once cosy balcony and gaze into the empty streets to while away time.
If only I had charms that would make them grow strong in their bond and happiness - Gosh, they sorely need some!
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
You think you should visit a temple before beginning the celebrations, and then understand you have to stall all plans as you are outright excluded from the life of the celebration's reason,
So was Tamara's astonishment and disappointment as she learned the kick-ass project she put her heart and soul into was decommissioned without notice.
She could hope for resurrection and for sense to becalm those behind the decision, but will it work? Does it have to be that way even?
Who will will to see her through?
Who cares about dichotomy or you, anyway?
Thursday, May 24, 2012
Thursday, April 12, 2012
pot-bellied, self-righteous ones,
perhaps even women,
the imposter kinds,
whom you smoke with,
who are more interested in your life,
(yes, they are, or so they say)
as they plan their next smoke,
and break with others like you.
Oh, you know well.. you know Selfish.
I pray, for the million unsaid prayers
I make before the next breath.
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Monday, March 19, 2012
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Sunday, March 4, 2012
For the mind can
travel farther than the feet
while swimming across
these seas of shores.
For the mind finds peace
in a sit-down by the sunken bench
during a summer that makes
an underwater park in Austria.
wading through the bridges and seats
in their tanks.
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
I'm not supposed to. Ha.
Make life the outcome of bad decisions? allthedarntime? Opinions pasted on every post you want lean on. The everyones HAVE to have a say. It's going to be tough running away from any of this and the everyones.
Scary, like a plague. Eats the brain.