I want to be the song that touches your lips each day I want to be the breeze that rushes through your hair I want to be the sunshine to brighten up your hours I want to be Betty on the cover on that comic book of yours I want to be the prayer that... Continue Reading →
Sprinkled Sentiments – Part 8
Henceforth, I have decided to re-name this post from “Don’t Ask Me Why – Part #” to ‘Sprinkled Sentiments – Part #’. Here we go: 200. I’m listening to Taylor Swift’s new album, Speak Now, because that’s the only music that I really have access to. (Long, sad story; don’t have time to get into... Continue Reading →
Bruises
The sketches paint my unsaid rue, and night tramples them with an ultramarine hue. It could have been, was it for me to decide; So the moonlight heals my bruise tonight.
Stories…of all kinds!
Rowling told us a story: “Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.” -Albus Dumbledore Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows: Part 1 releases this Friday – 19th November. For all the ardent, magick-ed fans of Potter and gang, this is one big day. What we’ve read over a period of time with... Continue Reading →
Coffee Grounds
Gilded promises sealed with a cocoa kiss, Reassurances amidst flowing sounds; Just one detour in the chestnut woods, And all that remains are coffee grounds…
A li’l bit of romance…
I don’t know what love is. I mean, yes, I can write a lot of posts and poems on what I think should be love or on what I think love has been all this while from where I’ve seen it. Well, it’s a pretty abstract concept, so let’s not delve into that right now.... Continue Reading →
Security
It’s in there. Right there where all those precious treasures you possess belong. It’s been there for as long as you’ve known. No one has put it there. Not anyone that you know of. It lies in a cushioned bed of pink, of red, of blue, of white or any colour of your choice. And... Continue Reading →
The men I know and the man I don’t…
The men I know: I have a lot of guy friends. And some of them happen to be really close. The bull shit you’ve heard that a guy and girl cannot be 'just friends' is just that - bull shit. Anyway, the point is something else; I’ll get to it in a while. For as... Continue Reading →
Silence
It darted in the deep brown woods and clapped and cooed and laughed and croaked. It swooped itself, down to the clovers, and rose high among the aged oaks. When crisp butterflies visited wild flowers, it fluttered beside them, holding its tongue. Secretly it gulped in their myriad colours; not knowing it drank reflections of... Continue Reading →
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