Friday, July 24, 2009
Need someone
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Fascination and reality
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Aroma
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I hide my tears when I say your name,
In pain my heart has nothing to gain
I have you all over again
For the seasons to come
Wash me off these rains
De-color me as you deflowered me
To gratify you masculine desires
Leaving me with the whiff of you
I still smell as you
Even after years it’s just you
Though I smile and seem carefree
To keep up my life and my spree
For the world I do it free
I forgive you, but keep your aroma with me
There’s no one who misses you more than me!!!!
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Take life as it comes
All through my life I have learned and incidences have thought me to take life as it comes. Every changing season teaches to get adjusted with the ever changing habitat. In rains when I see people on the footpath building and clustering there habitat with the remains. I realized the struggle people go through when I saw a huge Balika Vadhu poster actually nurturing and saving a poor micro family. Isn’t that an irony of life? Indeed monsoon has thought me and keeps teaching me with every passing day and every rain drop. I am being molested by these rain drops they look at me, they concentrate on my curving body part and hit themselves hard against me synonymous to stares that I endure in day to day life. But there is no option but to take those hits on me. And make sure they don’t tear me and get in me and blight my holiness which I have safeguarded. But I love rains they are just without reason and yes with out eyes, intention, and lacking lust. Take life as it comes is what I learned and keep learning with every passing moment and every drop of rain.