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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


Saturday, May 8, 2010

Aftermath

He's like the ghost in my bedroom, true I can't see him, but I feel the presence enough to not want to change in it. I feel your breath, tugging on my soul. I am though: Soulless, ...maybe it's my heart. Heartless, ...maybe it's my dreams. But I sleep dreamless still moreover. Whispers catch my ear, although I'm deaf. And I feel your presence, although I'm numb. I'm the ghost to your handlings, And yet you haunt me. -Not a poem, just my rambles. Miss you all again. I'm on the crawling high loop of life, but I'm only just now adjusting to it again. You know what I mean.

6 comments:

  1. But I sleep dreamless still moreover


    That is veryyyyy goooood!!!!!

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  2. This is endearing.

    Isnt the high loop of life suppose to sound happier than that?

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  3. WHY didn't my comment post?

    Thank you =]

    And...I was just leaving the low and climbing the high. That was my...goodbye?

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  4. me likes. yeah, i missed reading from ya.

    Soulless, ...maybe it's my heart.
    Heartless, ...maybe it's my dreams.
    But I sleep dreamless still moreover

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  5. I'm glad =]

    Thank you thank you

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  6. . stunning ... the words ... simmering ... the memories ...

    - serah

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