Friday, 30 December 2011

stupid love

of loving somebody to eternity and being misunderstood
can be one of the greatest regrets and a flawed aspect of human life

like a vicious cycle, like karmas
like echoes, like gravity
like a weather of feelings

it consumes our lives and yet it is only a little parenthesis in eternity

eternity is fictitious
just like everything else in it is.

that could be the only rationale
and an understanding
a visible cover for a defeated soul
perhaps a misunderstood one

Monday, 22 August 2011

miss wallflower

it's the loneliest feeling in the world- to find yourself standing up when everyone else is sitting down. To have everybody look at you and say "whats the matter with her?". I know what it feels like. Walking down an empty street,listening to the sound of your own footsteps. Shutters closed,blinds drawn,doors locked against you.And you aren't sure whether you're walking towards something,or if you are just walking away.

Sunday, 19 June 2011


she realises that she is so sensitive to her emotions that her sadness turns into happiness and happiness into sadness too quick,too many times.

and now there's nothing left.
no flesh on bones, no soul,
no mind, no love
and not even her own reflection.

Sunday, 17 April 2011

Oh April !

'April is the cruelest month,
breeding lilacs out of the dead land,
mixing memory and desire,
stirring dull roots with spring rain'

Couldn't have agreed to more,
especially when reading these T.S. Eliot's words
itself is such a reminiscence.