Letter of Introduction

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

Odour of Lovelorn

Courtesy: LoadPaper

The ache in my heart will end
if my longing for you is fulfilled.
Till then I’ll be lovelorn.
To be able to love someone
the right amount must be bliss.
I hang between sanity
and insanity. I’m cursed.
‘Striking that balance is a struggle.’
Again not eveyone is fortunate
to know the kind of heart found only
in the lines of a poet
or in the music of a maestro
or in the colours of an artist.
Maybe between is the balance:
sane is too less and
insane is a mad obsession.
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

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

Shadows of Time

http://www.fanpop.com

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.

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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

‘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

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