Posts Tagged: Love

The Algebra of Love


He was in a city X He left as the sun set She came to city X The life was lush She was in the place Y Love was like a spy, Secret and terrified. The childlike love Wanted to

The Algebra of Love


He was in a city X He left as the sun set She came to city X The life was lush She was in the place Y Love was like a spy, Secret and terrified. The childlike love Wanted to

But


I would have told you About sailing ships, And the million mutinies, That happen in my brain Every time I look at The sun, the sea And you. I would have told you About life boats, And the fearless force,

But


I would have told you About sailing ships, And the million mutinies, That happen in my brain Every time I look at The sun, the sea And you. I would have told you About life boats, And the fearless force,

Consolation


You bring me, Consolation prizes, Since I am fading, Into dreamy mazes, Wavy sunrises, Belittled phases. You don’t need to console me, For I am dwindling Without an end, I am gyrating In the air like sand. Look, there are

Consolation


You bring me, Consolation prizes, Since I am fading, Into dreamy mazes, Wavy sunrises, Belittled phases. You don’t need to console me, For I am dwindling Without an end, I am gyrating In the air like sand. Look, there are

Snow


We can go Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. I will go there Wth a projection of you, Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. Your projection and me Will dance in my

Snow


We can go Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. I will go there Wth a projection of you, Where there is snow, And no one can know Us. Your projection and me Will dance in my

Tickling


Tickling. These are not tears, Just tickling in my stomach, Or moths in my heart, Or whatever. But not tears. They look like water drops, And taste salty as they drip, Across my cheeks and lips But these ain’t tears.

Tickling


Tickling. These are not tears, Just tickling in my stomach, Or moths in my heart, Or whatever. But not tears. They look like water drops, And taste salty as they drip, Across my cheeks and lips But these ain’t tears.

Homecoming


Home Shines far out  In the horizon, Beyond the trees, And behind these Light bulbs. It streams through the wind In locked packets of hope. Like those mountains in  The distance, It’s unreachable, Unattainable. It’s a state. It’s moments. It’s

Homecoming


Home Shines far out  In the horizon, Beyond the trees, And behind these Light bulbs. It streams through the wind In locked packets of hope. Like those mountains in  The distance, It’s unreachable, Unattainable. It’s a state. It’s moments. It’s

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Pills of Consolation 2


Let the night pass, For the day will be kinder, And fast. Let the night pass. Choice. It’s an illusion. A great one at that.  The variables that define our lives have already been rolled out. And hence we are

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Pills of Consolation 2


Let the night pass, For the day will be kinder, And fast. Let the night pass. Choice. It’s an illusion. A great one at that.  The variables that define our lives have already been rolled out. And hence we are