Tuesday, 14 April 2009

Poetry for thought

title: ((untitled))

he dug through the air between his fingers and my shoulder,
pulled out the agony and drowned it into a mug of salt water.
the pain peaked while he did this act,
"thirty times more" he said.
i moaned a little, the pain was at its peak again,
he continued to dig, and drown.
i asked him to stop, when i felt the pain had lost its intensity,
the pain existed nonetheless.
i put my head on the pillow,
while he continued the process from a few feet away.
sleep consumed,
dreams took over, poetry was formed.

-14/04/09

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

maddening silence

silence.

how can one want 2 people at the same time?

silence.

what to do?

silence.

its amazing how we can feel by just thinking of a person. and its harder still when we experience 2 completely different and amazing emotions caused by 2 very different people.

silence.

its harder still when we can't do much for any of the emotions felt. when the other people's lives are entangled with other people's lives, we are left wondering which one to choose, which one to approach, which one to show the courage that has been built up over the time...more over which one to be madly in love with.

silence.

its harder still not to know what to do...

silence.

its harder still to stop thinking of them, each one individually.

silence.

its harder still to stop talking about these emotions. especially when these emotions are the ones that elate us to a height we haven't soared to in a while. especially when we know that there is a REMOTE chance for this or that to work. however small the chances might be, its harder to stop hope from floating.

silence.

its harder still to move on. to ignore these emotions!

silence.
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