ALL IN RETRO-INTROSPECT
The moments we pilfered,Drops, from the eternal river of time.I gaze back into them now,To find an entire world,An utopia, just beyond my reach,Inverted, where sun rises into the night,And the stars float in a dark lake below. The moments we pilfered,That you set ablaze in the flames of lust.That you masked as adoration,An infidel …
Your love,I’m not sure if it exists.If it does though,It’s akin to the wavesCrashing on the sand. Repeating,Rhythmic,You never truly quench the thirst,Never really leave me dry either.Never can the sand say ‘you’re mine.’Never can I truly let go. Who knows,Maybe the shore is waiting,Maybe I am waiting, longing;For something to change in you.Something to …
So many times, every timeIt happens the same way.Small talk ensues,Grows quickly intoA full fledged exchange —Of thoughts,Ideas,Memories,Fantasies. And then the sunTouches the western horizon,It's time to head backTo your respective homes,It's time to hang up the call. Being addicted to conversationsIt is like a gambling hobby.You'll often find players,But seldom oneWho's willing to go …
My mind tours among the hidden stars,Jumping light-years between themIn a matter of glimpses.I notice I'm moving too fast,Not stopping to linger and praise their glowNo desire to soak in their warmthNo impulse to fantasize how far their light goes They are the same stars,Who used mesmerize us all night,As we lay beneath them, on …
Exasperated voices groan in agony,From withing cracked hollow walls.Once they used to scream vehemently, And they were hushed behind doors.Once they used to fight with fervorAnd were crushed by fateful blows. Their groans reverb in corridors today,Empty, save for the fetid forlorn air.Only questions remain, despondent,As the bleak night becomes bleaker yet."Does this anguish not …
Constricting tight from all around,Like vines that feed upon you,And choke you at the same time, Vines,That grow on you, depend on you,For support, for the chance toReach a little closer to the sun.And yet, as time flies along, Sunlight is what they block outFrom reaching within you! Slowly but surely, as you run outOf …
Maybe I'm drunk, walking tipsy,On a dark, city street.Maybe the rain is pouring,Blinding me as it creates puddles,A whole new world beneath my feet. And maybe I'm trying to crossAn intersection somewhereThe traffic busy, countdown runningTelling me, it's your only chance. And maybe I'm scaredTo cross over to the other side aloneWishing, just wishing for …
And being in you is like standing at the edge of a cliff. The salty gust brings with it the music of the sea. A sea of emotions that keeps boiling somewhere deep within you. The sea that keeps boiling within me too. I pretend to be a pirate, reaching far into the dark glistening …
[ 361 words | 2 min read ] IMAGINE AN APOCALYPSE Consider for a while, that your mind is an infinite ocean, with multitudes of thoughts floating aimlessly, thought not always, in all the possible directions, also in some apparently impossible ones too. Then there are currents, superficial ones, carrying all sorts of debris over …
[ 520 words | 4 min read ] RANT WARNING: This is part one of another of my spring-time breakup stories. Only this time, it’s in the non-fiction category. Skip to paragraph five for the moral of the story, but let me just tell you, there’s no fun in that! It hurts, it fucking hurts …
