There is a game of camouflage the comforter and the comforted play.
One seeking comfort and the other willing to comfort,and contemplate.
But if there is neither a comforter nor a comforted,or if that's one person
playing both;then it is a lie of two lives, a stupid game of guise and plays.
5/30/2013
5/29/2013
History
We'll make a TV show,
Music videos too my babe,
Our story is intriguing way much
History we shall make.
Music videos too my babe,
Our story is intriguing way much
History we shall make.
For Us
I would break them rules
Shatter these invisible boundaries
Of - them, that, they.
for reserving
for nurturing
A Universe
of just You and I.
Shatter these invisible boundaries
Of - them, that, they.
for reserving
for nurturing
A Universe
of just You and I.
5/27/2013
Search
I look for an "us"
I look for a "we",yes,
this is all I have been-
Looking for.
Seeking,Hoping,Moping.
I look for a "we",yes,
this is all I have been-
Looking for.
Seeking,Hoping,Moping.
5/19/2013
You
If sins were allowed
If temptations were followed through
And through.
If eating those forbidden fruits
Were forbidden too
They all would be,
They all would be
Named after you.
If temptations were followed through
And through.
If eating those forbidden fruits
Were forbidden too
They all would be,
They all would be
Named after you.
tight spaces
This patterned fostering of yesterday's thoughts and,
emotions
somehow lost and not yet found
temptations buried down under
looking for a space for such compulsive
Eruption.
emotions
somehow lost and not yet found
temptations buried down under
looking for a space for such compulsive
Eruption.
5/18/2013
Observations
Open Kitchens|White wine|Conversations|twos,threes,groups,solitude too|Linear pillars of a building|Extensions of a cafe|Jazz concerts|Meddlesome deeds|Unclean loos|Teenage love|Smoke rings & matted hair|
What is?
I wonder what strength is.
To love or to let go.
Convenience or truth-
If I were a teenager still,
I would never let you go.
Never leave you alone,
In solitude,
In your own.
I am not innocent.
I survive well,
lone and rotting..
To kiss and say sorry,
with a basket full of neighborhood Flowers.
To love or to let go.
Convenience or truth-
If I were a teenager still,
I would never let you go.
Never leave you alone,
In solitude,
In your own.
I am not innocent.
I survive well,
lone and rotting..
To kiss and say sorry,
with a basket full of neighborhood Flowers.
5/15/2013
Jaaga Magic
Olive green wine bottles jewel the wooden furniture..where milk white metal chairs collide, and carefully picked quotes, of an unknown gardener are signed across the food mats.Facing a monstrous, young creeper,whose masticating the open door,where semi-mature palm trees are already decked, with dwarf lights to brighten a poetic evening-maybe with you? Then I wonder why we ain't already doing El Tango on the crimson shaded rooftop.
(Also here: http://www.jaaga.in/node/337)
(Also here: http://www.jaaga.in/node/337)
5/11/2013
Dreaming
Nights for dreaming
Days for dreaming
About you
About you
You -
such a charming.
None else
My dear,
So near
So clear.
Days for dreaming
About you
About you
You -
such a charming.
None else
My dear,
So near
So clear.
5/08/2013
5/07/2013
Thinking Thoughts
Wet brown locks
Sun Bathing
Renunciation
Contemplation
These nasty empty spaces within.
Sun Bathing
Renunciation
Contemplation
These nasty empty spaces within.
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