Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Infinite Loop

Will your lips speak the same lies as your eyes
and your eyes speak the same lies as your lips?

Monday, April 28, 2014

Measuring our life in quarters to experiencing every minute is not so far away a dream, I reckon.

Saturday, April 26, 2014

The day I absolve ties to my current life and essay the roles of a permaculturist, architect, builder, carpenter, cook, companion, dreamer, I know contentment will run deep - in my veins even.

And it will make me live twenty years longer.
Pavithra's head awaits the shoulder it will be comfortable with.
The resident
optimist in me
the world will be
as limitless
as the mind

Friday, April 18, 2014

Well, there's supposed to be meaning
In every action and thought
But I see another hope
that needs to be crushed.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

I don't like that it's taking way too long to complete this puzzle.

Sunday, April 13, 2014

And this morning
shall lay subdued
to thoughts
that come in hues. 

And in its rays
will one find
the splintering
of a soul, immortal.

(written on the 12th)
And the notes of your music,
oh, musician, draws me
from one trance to another
cycle after cycle.

Do I need a language
to understand you?

Friday, April 11, 2014

I'm slowly being done with attaching sentimental value to tangibles and intangibles. 
I've forgotten what it is like to be in love.
Or, may be, I'm just done with the farce.
How far away is my companion, mate?

Sunday, April 6, 2014

My doubts drown me.
They're my biggest enemy.
But it doesn't happen with everybody.

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

And there is poetry in making dosais and talking about poetry and writing.