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Say a few words. ~ Rachel

A search for happiness is nothing but finding a home in a hearts of few so safe..that you cant help but keep trying to stay in. Hope yall still want in.
~Shraddha

In a while,looking at a few old words you wrote once,
some being those, which makes you wonder how you wrote it,
unless you got that ardour , that small drug you were addicted with,that small shelter, that old family. Makes you silent.

In a while, now writing a few words. And that exhilation to share it,ain't the same. And you think about the old time.
Makes you silent again.
~ Manisha.

One day when I get superpowers (ahem), I'd ask you to hold my hands and I would make you see what I see. Feel, How I feel. I would want to have you look at the world, the stars, the moon, the ocean, the way I see them. And in that maelstrom of visions I would get to see the world in your image. Experience this sanctum through your eyes. And then when I write, that would be my greatest work ever. Because It would have been written by all of us and none of us. But I don't have superpowers, so lets make this place, the sanctum in my dream.
~Sharad


Tuesday, July 21, 2009

The Escalating Fear Of Water

Lights, Lights, glimmering bright lights, Desolate crests of waves ignite. Shimmers of darkness upon a glossy chest, The oceans froths in debilitating fright. Her wooden brow gleams with salt, And the tattered sails dither in winds. When the silent Skies are torn by lightning, The swelling ocean buffeted by the storm. Rain, like silent raindrops, fell From the glittering darkness of overcast skies. The darkened sun from beyond the rainclouds grins, Over the storm thrashed floors of oak. The murderous winds have destroyed the lands, For away on the island fallen trees abound. Desolate lands greet the dark morning, And a silent howl is the only sound. Her fluttering flag tears away, And falls in the white water. Above the Earth lies an angry ocean, And below the Skies a caravel falls.

4 comments:

  1. Lovely pictures..though a lil bit disjointed..in terms of flow..as in it wasnt as smooth as yours normally are..it was like many pictures flashed..you were at different places at the same time..

    or mayube thats just me.

    But it was a fun ride.

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  2. It is meant to be chaotic. A bit like myself at present.

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  3. Saying it was meant to be chaotic, makes me think of it as chaotic. . .But, really...kind of like what it was describing. More to me it was an up and down, a flow of the ocean. Maybe not timely, but consistant.
    I loved loved loved the first stanza though.

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