Posts Tagged: Weird

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The Diary for the Sake of It – 1


It’s a Rush, Bird “You know… the airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face, and sleep on the benches and no one judges you.” ― Coriander Woodruff, The Call

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The Diary for the Sake of It – 1


It’s a Rush, Bird “You know… the airport is the only place you can walk around with no shoes, a glazed look on your face, and sleep on the benches and no one judges you.” ― Coriander Woodruff, The Call

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Finding Momentas


It was a moment of clarity. A moment where you understood the entire scheme of things going on around in the nearby of your thoughts. It tells you all about the big and the tiny details that you were thinking

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Finding Momentas


It was a moment of clarity. A moment where you understood the entire scheme of things going on around in the nearby of your thoughts. It tells you all about the big and the tiny details that you were thinking

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Searchings


On stars, colours and other little things…

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Searchings


On stars, colours and other little things…

Some Lame Things


On some lame things and life..

Some Lame Things


On some lame things and life..

Times Such as These


Mostly it’s a space-time bubble When we meet- Our ages: some random integers, Our location: some random GPS setting, Our getup: one from some random novel. Rain, hail, snow or air – The Met department couldn’t get it. We meet

Times Such as These


Mostly it’s a space-time bubble When we meet- Our ages: some random integers, Our location: some random GPS setting, Our getup: one from some random novel. Rain, hail, snow or air – The Met department couldn’t get it. We meet

Randomness


I feel alive even though it’s all dead,          Like thoughts streaming from a zombie’s head. I am a star without skies,                       I cry without tears, Cause once I was captivated by those black eyes,        But I still

Randomness


I feel alive even though it’s all dead,          Like thoughts streaming from a zombie’s head. I am a star without skies,                       I cry without tears, Cause once I was captivated by those black eyes,        But I still

A Whirlwind


It’s not just sand spiraling away It’s wind too far out there, It’s an order I can’t understand, A dance of forces I can never dare. It’s a choice I can never form, Like a prisoner of birth. It’s within

A Whirlwind


It’s not just sand spiraling away It’s wind too far out there, It’s an order I can’t understand, A dance of forces I can never dare. It’s a choice I can never form, Like a prisoner of birth. It’s within