Well, here is another "new beginning" post

It has been a while since I wrote.

And ideas come and go; great ideas, but the heart and the words haven’t connected.

I attended a writing workshop, wrote with a pen. And still here I am, trying to write. Still.

So today I thought I should just start typing/writing.

2015 was the most painful. Too many things happened. Found a new job. Lost a lot of people. Loads of heart break. And cliché as cliché can get, healing is the first order of things. Writing and reading too. So I will update something here every Thursday from this week. Poetry. Rants. Just general blogging things.

Well, that’s it for now. See you next week.

3ww: Week 444 (Writing Prompt): Fatal, Glimmer, Impartial

Hello World,

Slowly reviving this blog, I hope this is a good start.
Writing prompt from my favourite blog: Three Word Wednesday

Title: Once upon a time

Once upon a time
Impartial was a word used right.
Once upon a time
Unconditional was a word used wrong.

Now, we try to remember
New words, to replace old feelings.
Now, too much has happened
And we have forgotten.

Words, words, words
Glimmer and die a slow death.
And our eyes are left screaming
And exploding with unsaid words.

What do you do now?
What do we do?
Remember to forget
Or forget to remember?

Once upon a time
We had finesse,
Once upon a time
Our words weren't fatal.

Once upon a time
The end was a rarity,
And today,
Once upon a time is a rarity.

Something

"Do not fall in love with people like me.
I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth.
I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people."
-Caitlyn Siehl

Revival

That one line,
it just replays,
over and over,
and i flinch,
shake my head,
and continue to type.
and then it creeps up on me,
like the darkness when you close your eyes,
inevitable yet comforting,
yet dark,
i flinch, shake my head
and continue to type.

click, click, click,
legs shaking,
stop creeping up on me,
flinch, squint, blink,
head shaking side to side,
i need to type.
music lets me drift,
but the pause between songs
helps the safe passage of
that one line,
that one line, half a sentence,
and i flinch, blink and squint.

 

3ww: Week 396 (Writing Prompt): Arrogant, Crude, Supple

Hello World,

Slowly reviving this blog, I hope this is a good start.
Writing prompt from my favourite blog: Three Word Wednesday

Title: We need each other

you, yes you,
in the shades of my endless mind,
you need a cure.

crude versions of you
open the doors
that should remain shut.

yes, shut,
not closed, but shut,
not unopened, but shut.

you think i am arrogant,
yes, you do,
for not laughing at your jokes.

for not crying enough,
for not saying enough,
but, don't you know nothing is enough?

tried and tested,
now i am tired,
crass and filthy.

loud and unhappy,
dreamy and frittering away,
and just plain stagnant.

but you, the awkward
yet supple you,
i need your screams.

maybe this insanity
is sanity,
just you and me.

your versions,
against mine,
limitless possibilities, you see.

but today, today,
i want to shut you out,
and make merry.

just for today,
tomorrow,
we can.

Been too long

I know, I know. It has been way too long since I updated. And every other time I say I will be more regular and I mostly am not. But this time I am serious, I will, I will, I will.

How has everyone been?
Do you still come back to check?
I haven't been online as much as I used to be.

Now it is just emails (pointless, spam/ad emails) or Facebook (which is also just to be entertained).

Ah, the old days when blogging was so much of an addiction, couldn't go without reading or writing or discovering new people through the world of blogs...I would like to attempt to revive that.

And I do hope, you will let me lead you into thoughts that you and I share as people.

Come back soon :)

Love

poetry for thought

title: of wine and...?

Red wine,
On your lips.
Where did every one go?
Read me a little,
After sex.
Why don't you kiss me?
Drunk,
Ocean, ocean of love.
Did she speak to you?
Intensity,
Intense bonds.
Do you see where I am going?
A letter,
A sentence.
Did I scar you?
A word,
A kiss, a touch.
Did I scare you?
When you see a star,
I see a world.
Do you see what I mean?
My world and your world are here,
Here where we are.
Do you hear me?
I walk to you,
But, it isn't you.
Dont you see me?
I close my eyes,
And I feel your lips.
Don't you feel it too?
Red wine,
On your lips.
Do we start over, again?