Come love.. for time has passed
The dusk is fading into thick dark..
And so are the dreams, in my heart amassed..
How I long for your lingering kiss..
Your sweet touch, the warmth of your embrace..
Come, for a million moments I have missed..
If warmth can spread and if pain can be felt..
Do you not feel my deep stricken sorrow, my love
My dearest..come, for the cold sweeps me away and only this dream may be left..
With the last drop of blood that my lone heart weeps..
I have guarded the tenderness of our desire..
But alas.. even blood is no more.. even blood is no more..
Sweet love.. what keeps you away.. so long..
Here I lie.. with your name in my breath..
In the building dust of our yesterdays..now long gone.
Every moment was a new wait.. a new longing ,in every sound..
Hollow seems this world now, with every passing dreary hour..
Dying alone... the parched dryness of your absence.. wrapped tightly around..
In this grave.. of rotting dreams.. of bleeding love..
Find me beloved,, for neither does sleep nor peace of heart..
In ways un known thoughts traverse.. for each search is my only means..my only prayer..
And your arms.. my only home.. and your arms, my only home.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Reason NO Reason
LIfe is huge, Life is extraoordinary
You lied, you fibbed, YOU said im no ordinary
Then you say being ordinary is extraordinary..
Wats LIfe Wats I Wats U and WAts Reason. no reason.
LOve you said is divine, and that its not conditional
You cried, you kissed , You said its not about rational
Then you say, its not possible, this love unconditional
Wats Love Wats I Wats u and Wats Reason. no reason.
Read and Read, Learn and Learn
Write and write , earn and earn
You said Goals, Dreams, You said Happiness
Wats Read, wats write, Wats Happiness, Wats I Wats U, Wats Reason. no reason.
You said death is the end, and when I was born..
You said laugh, you said cry, you said sing, you said stop
You gave me name, shame, claim and a God
Wat is wat, Wat is when, Wat is I Wat is u, Wats Reason. no reason.
I like this, I like that,You like me, I like u
We are this. we are that,
We are we, We are free...
Wat is we, wat is free, Wat is I Wat is U, Wats Reason. no reason.
Reason no Reason . Reason no Reason. Inseparable two.. or one?
Reason no Reason.. Hanging on a branch, Swinging on a tree..
Deeply firmly rooted in reality, grounded on hard ground I say!
.. oN the Earth.. floating around... somewhere.. in the eternal spray..
You lied, you fibbed, YOU said im no ordinary
Then you say being ordinary is extraordinary..
Wats LIfe Wats I Wats U and WAts Reason. no reason.
LOve you said is divine, and that its not conditional
You cried, you kissed , You said its not about rational
Then you say, its not possible, this love unconditional
Wats Love Wats I Wats u and Wats Reason. no reason.
Read and Read, Learn and Learn
Write and write , earn and earn
You said Goals, Dreams, You said Happiness
Wats Read, wats write, Wats Happiness, Wats I Wats U, Wats Reason. no reason.
You said death is the end, and when I was born..
You said laugh, you said cry, you said sing, you said stop
You gave me name, shame, claim and a God
Wat is wat, Wat is when, Wat is I Wat is u, Wats Reason. no reason.
I like this, I like that,You like me, I like u
We are this. we are that,
We are we, We are free...
Wat is we, wat is free, Wat is I Wat is U, Wats Reason. no reason.
Reason no Reason . Reason no Reason. Inseparable two.. or one?
Reason no Reason.. Hanging on a branch, Swinging on a tree..
Deeply firmly rooted in reality, grounded on hard ground I say!
.. oN the Earth.. floating around... somewhere.. in the eternal spray..
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
The reel sense of life
Closing my eyes, random flashbacks cross my mind. So many moments. All vital in every way, be it heart wrentchingly painful or exhilerating.
The nearest parallel to life, that i can conjure, is that of a film. In this case, involving the blank screen, me as the actor and the sole audience.. projecting my life onto that very space. The movie running continuously. Thereare but a billion beginnings and ever more countless climaxes.
Looking back,is like looking at this endlessly huge record room of videos. Some i pick and watch again and again and again, with or without choice. Scenes flicker by, inspiring words that has burnt its way to the core of the heart, experiences that saw me desperately reaching out in blinding darkness, smell of home and old, taste of my own tears raining on a strangers lap, the best touch.. that of innovation.
The script is amazing, creating patterns and relentlessly breaking the same with a bang. Intense,unfailing,addictive and overpowering. The only sense of choice dwindling between being the actor or the audience. Taking a ' timeless moment ' to step off screen, watch the passive action and get back to manifest one's role in all its glory.
Applause. Applause to every dialogue, every turn of events, every drama, every frame. And ACTION.
The nearest parallel to life, that i can conjure, is that of a film. In this case, involving the blank screen, me as the actor and the sole audience.. projecting my life onto that very space. The movie running continuously. Thereare but a billion beginnings and ever more countless climaxes.
Looking back,is like looking at this endlessly huge record room of videos. Some i pick and watch again and again and again, with or without choice. Scenes flicker by, inspiring words that has burnt its way to the core of the heart, experiences that saw me desperately reaching out in blinding darkness, smell of home and old, taste of my own tears raining on a strangers lap, the best touch.. that of innovation.
The script is amazing, creating patterns and relentlessly breaking the same with a bang. Intense,unfailing,addictive and overpowering. The only sense of choice dwindling between being the actor or the audience. Taking a ' timeless moment ' to step off screen, watch the passive action and get back to manifest one's role in all its glory.
Applause. Applause to every dialogue, every turn of events, every drama, every frame. And ACTION.
Thursday, January 27, 2011
conversations
thannal is a space for conversations.. and the absence of the same.
conversing with myself, im diving in the multitudes, of beautiful thoughts.. beautiful useless thoughts ( the beauty being its uselessness). In that tireless flow, i can see the brilliance of the morning sea...i can hear and feel the waves and the steady winds... and somewhere in the gaps, in the silences between each wave.. i am alone.
conversing with myself, im diving in the multitudes, of beautiful thoughts.. beautiful useless thoughts ( the beauty being its uselessness). In that tireless flow, i can see the brilliance of the morning sea...i can hear and feel the waves and the steady winds... and somewhere in the gaps, in the silences between each wave.. i am alone.
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