Wednesday, March 31, 2010

You must be all I need to remind myself that I don't need to be anyone else but me.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

I carry your song like I carry your kiss
In my heart
Hidden from prying eyes.

I carry your song till forever and I
Not to let go.

Thursday, March 25, 2010

You are too far away now
So far away that I cannot hear your heart
So far away that your goodness seems a mirage
So far away that I stumble with every step I take.

And you waver sometimes
Cracks that appear on no wall
Paint my heart with strangled lines.
Wasted words of prayer from my childhood
Instantly jumping to my lips
Caressing the air
Like a lover's whip
To what avail.

Started writing this two days back. Cant finish it anymore. So that's that

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

And as the bass line hits my ear, I look down and see my hands shaking. What do you know about music, he said. You should see my hands.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

There are no words to put to this need. This raging heat inside that's growing into long, thick, all consuming, purple flames, that should turn me into ash in a moment. But all it does is keep on growing inside, licked into a frenzy that my body, long since, has forgotten to control.

I try hard to stamp it out. Cover it up in a blanket. Throw gallon after gallon of water on it. Ignore it. Fight it. And yet, I succumb, dearly hanging on to it, giving it new life with every breath I take.

It's your name really. It goes on like a chant in my head. Over and over again. And it has grown bigger than you and me put together. That two syllable word that can put a smile in my eyes and pain in my heart.

I would like to be touched
Your hands that linger where I want them to
Your breath on my eyelids
And your lips on my cheek
For a moment
That's it.