Hugging Voice

Soul

Cozy, her voice
comforted me
over a crisis
Like a sister
she listened
Like a lover
she soothed
My soul
breaking in pieces
she gathered
with her voice
and ears
Over the Himalayas
across the ocean
she sent her voice
to hug me
to love me
to remind me
of she is there
to help bundle
me up‎

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Flying Heart

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    The moon laughs
    at the heart by my side.
    The sun burns it to ashes.
    My blood I pour and,
    rises, it from ashes
    and put on the wings
    of a Phoenix

Despair(ed) Affection

She wants to touch him
He asks, ‘Can I touch her?’
his eyes on someone
Despair clinches her affection
Untaken words call in the air.
Burnt, she consents: but one day,
perhaps, she will let him strip
her life of its affection
till all warmth turns cold

Letter of Introduction

Courtesy: Living Locurto

Courtesy: Living Locurto

‘Sometimes she is
very rude and abrupt
so don’t mind
if she says
something unfavorable
’cause she has some
psychological issues’
was the letter
of introduction
a friend wrote

Our Odour

Courtesy: LoadPaper

Courtesy: LoadPaper

The moment when you smell
the perfect fragrance in a crowd
(the one you wanted to wear for years).
Such was the moment I met you.
‘Am I nothing but an odour to you?’
What’s left of us but odour?
That lasts as long as the memory of it.
What was left of me for you
when I left was odour on clothes.
And what was left of you for me
when you left was your odour on the pillow

Sexy Beats

The music notes rain in my hair,
assuasive notes nuzzling against my body,
making-love to me with its sexy beats

Shadows of Time

The taste of her luscious lips
still lingers on my face
her touch
still trace my back
all in the shadows of time.

[For a friend who loved his ex.]

2012 in review

The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2012 annual report for this blog.

Here’s an excerpt:

600 people reached the top of Mt. Everest in 2012. This blog got about 12,000 views in 2012. If every person who reached the top of Mt. Everest viewed this blog, it would have taken 20 years to get that many views.

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Into the Shadows

Shadow

‘The Shadow’ by Aurora Karma

The shadow whispers in my ears
its furry inhuman wings engulfing me
dragging me into that dark corner again
where clinched souls stop fighting

The Broken Flower

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Fallen petals,
crushed leaves,
smeared colours,
beauty is lost
for the broken flower

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