two lives at once : to live two lives at once might seem strange deranged even and yet, to true lovers who love people,day-jobs and arts alike it might not seem such a preposterous proposition the rush of living true each time the pen is picked up and words flow with the ferocity of a… Continue reading two lives at once
soft bristling dry leaves dance in the calm december breeze the cold of the morning has disappeared and a full fledged indian sun that is characteristic of any piece of land in India, be it summer , winter or rain blasts through confused weed grasses. the silent sounds of leaves falling down on the ground… Continue reading an afternoon slumber’s dream
I turned the knob a butterfly flew past me my world became brighter
let me run like an aquifer under the land, waiting to burst open through the seams of earth when you least expect me to.
it all seems like a dream now the image of me standing atop the cliff with my friend looking around tired and breathless at the mountain peak covered in white and hazed by clouds appearing and disappearing maybe that's the way its supposed to be a tiring climb leading to the top and a hazy… Continue reading the climb and my dream
tame kids roam in the expanse fearful of the anger inside burning alive waiting to burst open and finally live , but it would be too unkind for today.
i'm sorry i had to do it - wash myself down the drain and rise from tunnels of shit to see what it meant to have you and all the other good things in life
The forest calls me as I walk into the fog blown by the wind and in patches shows me a vibrant green that can only be seen after an evening drizzle. I'm not thinking and nothing bothers me as I float into the fog and into the forest -green the kind that can only be… Continue reading a chance afternoon
i'm sure i heard a sob from the other side of the room echoing as the silent night grew darker and everything else was still just the sound of continuous sobbing escalating with every minute pitching low and then high i couldn't quite muster up the will to wake up from my bed and open… Continue reading a place more beautiful than this
hey, dont shy away tell me does everyone live like this does everyone cry every night? feeling lonely and distant battering away in silence the mind speaking all the time telling things terrible things that no one wants to hear but speaks it nonetheless tell me does everyone feel as anxious? everytime they speak to… Continue reading maybe