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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


Thursday, December 16, 2010

Falling into Sunrises

You make me want to write bad poetry.
Roses are red, violets are blue
Instead of tying up angels.
Glossy oil over marble Michelangelos.
Or even jazz that sings from horns.
Normally it's sex. Or death. Or those interconnections.
You make me want to dumb everything down,
You vacuous gelatin mind.

You make me feel less abnormal.
By the way,
I think I hate you for that.
There's something to be said for anti-insanity presences.

I want you to listen to my lip syncing, listen hard. Close your eyes,
Damn'it:

Sunrise's burn the waking eyes,
there's painful last breath as you die.
Clouds will touch you,
and although you won't feel,
You know by the tip of your tongue,
They do.
Earth may fold me in an embrace,
but not now, not now.
Today,
I feel your breath on my neck.
Stronger and warmer.
Ready for me to retrace.
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4 comments:

  1. RainchildDecember 17, 2010 at 6:36 AM

    You know I've always looked at your works in awe...but i've never been part of them...but for the first time..il give you the comment I most often get...I connected....it may noy be a compliment to many..but..I felt at one with this..cause I understand. And I guess. We all are going to find ourselves here..and I'm glad you are trying cause it's the only way we can get back to who we were..if we want to that is. Glad I got to read this. Thank you Rachel.

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  2. RachelJanuary 7, 2011 at 6:30 PM

    Whatever you say (well unless blatant insult =D ) is a compliment to me. Fact that you read it is.

    Thank you lovely.
    Meant a lot. Every word.

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  3. The Wandering Philosopher.January 9, 2011 at 5:15 PM

    Last Stanza = WIN!

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  4. RachelJanuary 10, 2011 at 11:27 AM

    Supposed to heh. Sorta
    But thanks all the saame.

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