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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
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
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
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Fold
Jilted me halfway the fluid snooze
Panting, lancing the closet scent
To washbasin to throw up the booze
That had me fouled utter offhand.
Stooping favoured blood to rush
Did good to unfold a vodka view
Of my mirror, your mugshot crush
Invariably bids my chances adieu.
Upshots of snubbed hallucinogen
Ghosted the coupled air to blot
Your flashback asking to moisten
Was hence a mere part of the plot.
Showering is shortcut to thoughts of
All that no one else will ever know
For it mists the desire lines of love
Like gin one does to fireplace throw.
With water I created light when hit
It moonshined taste of losing score
Systematically if it’s you I must quit
Chips worth kitty sprawled the floor.
-Fareed
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HAHAH! Excellent excellent read!!! For the Alcoholic and casual Drinker very interesting :D
ReplyDeleteHaha My adorable sinner [:D] <---turnedonsmiley
ReplyDeleteThis was lovely...not as profound and out of the world as your works usually are..but it was nice to see you touch ground..for once.
Keep posting.
Spot on, you two. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteHahaha, I msut say again, the casual drinking references was very fun.
ReplyDeleteDespite that though, could tell it was you by the distinctive closed in style with still marvelous vocabulary.
I'm dead rapt if you mean it.
ReplyDeleteWhat 'power'packed write
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*Thumbs up*
ReplyDeleteFareed. I'm in love with you.
ReplyDeleteI want to gaze at you while you read this out loud. MAN. come OVER!!!
=D
its the lilt of it all.
*hums*
it has made me frivolous for some reason.
What you desire Ayesha, I can reserve :)
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