...

merging canopies
swelled up ocean
bouncing trees
vanishing horizon

rattling blood
sinister creaks
molten food
breathing tweaks

rising low and falling high
blinking a tear
a loners cry;
was he the last lear?

PS: Help  me give it a title. 

Realizations

I'm scared of silence.

I'm scared of being alone/lonely.

I'm scared of apprehensions.

I'm scared of uncertainty

I'm scared of instability.

I'm, i'm scared.

Sand and Sea

Hush hush, I'm coming to thee
Grab me now, kiss me now
Blend me, bend me
cuddle me, tickle me
Don't ask me how...

Hush, I'm coming to thee.

And i am back :-)

I am a Miracle

I am poverty
I am disease

I am hunger
I am thirst

I am impotent
I am profuse

I am famine
I am drought

I am hay
I am straw

I am rag
I am unproportioned

I am a curse
I am a catastrophe

I am a destitute
I am a vacancy

BUT I am a miracle
Because I survive
I live without any black,
yellow or white

A This and A That

A tide that rattles and hisses and snores
A wave that benumbs the silence of the shore

A road that calls and ferries big and small
A highway that falls and robs many of all

A girl and a boy too young to be coy
a man and a woman too old to deify

A pencil that sharpens a poets wits
A pen that sings and feathers the hits

A hammer that sings and flattens the bump
A gong that sounds and soothes the grizzly lump

A game of hide and seek when chased in the sun
a game of snakes and ladders when reaching for the bacon

a this and a that
a cap and a hat
chapped lips, cracked heels

Thats all for the show.

Inexplicable

Some things are hard to explain. you've got to dig deep into the flesh to know whats in there ... Really... ♥

Me, a reigning lass

I remember the rainy day
when i swayed and swayed
with barley on my way

I remember the twigs and twittering birds
making love to May
amidst the sleeping herd

I remember the rawness of the man
i met and gave an invite
which now is but a fan

To all who love
to all who want
I'm but a butterfly

I'll sit there not
I'll sit here not
I'm all i want, i am.

(inspired to write... though its definitely not as good a response to one of my friend's poem -  http://domeoftheduke.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-from-my-next-lane-lass.html)

Crimson -Toe

The stars came down last night
caressing me.

And with their tiny toes painted crimson
walked past my woes.

Stupidity Stunt

It's funny to read people commenting on other bloggers' posts and shout mix - "blah blah , its a nice blog. please hop onto mine. and there goes the link of their blog."

I choose to call it stupidity stunt.

Like are you kidding me? If people like your blog they'll post the happy stuff for you. Such losers. Get some life.

Today is not one of those days. Its' gloomy. It's Gothic. It's sickening.

I'm waiting for the clouds to clear...

Q/A

ABC – Concentration level?
Me – Zero

ABC - Sleep deprived?
Me - Not really. May be yes. Willingly.

ABC - Repulsion to food
Me- Yes, intensely. Not hungry at all.

ABC - Ready to hibernate?
Me - Been a month now

ABC - What next?
Me - Get Lost.

ABC – Friends?
ME – Want no more.

ABC – Wanna go out? Film, lunch, dinner or something?
ME – Refer to answer 3.

i feel a little wicked,

and my veins dance to the cryptic songs

on the days

like today.

Splash

I am so much not myself these days. You know it’s a weird feeling. Its as if my brain is growing out of my head. It’s as if the veins are spilling blood all around…its like theres no room for any thing.

Very unlike me to have thrown away the phone in some other room when you know that this girl keeps her phone handy and replies or responds to either calls or sms’s within a fraction of a second. Yeh. I did that and have done it for over last two weekends.

May be all this while I was not me…

I know I will be somehow fine because the head is where the heart is.