Long time, no see
God knows, most thankfully
A year gone by and still cobwebs
clutter my brain terribly
Have been carrying this numb numb feeling ever since that night
don't really know why though,
things between us either ways were never so fucking bright.
Incidents, instances etc etc I always thought
would help me forget that exchange,
why my brain is still stuck and why anything ugly
just reminds me of it all is simply strange.
You lied. Not once not twice but all along
God still loves you and you know what that does to me,
it takes away from me my heart's song.
It is not right, cannot possibly be.
But then that is how it is and who can question thee.
Fly high, like you always have.
Just try not to set your
eyes on a brightly feathered bird
only to take away the wind from beneath her wings.
Just as you do so allow the others as well to sing.
And if not for me or anyone else...
do it for the sake of a drunken god's first sonnet.
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random thoughts, often not moving in a well defined and singular flow but nevertheless ideas that take pride in the fact that they are forward linkages of other ideas.
People always make the mistake of thinking art is created for them. But really, art is a private language for sophisticates to congratulate themselves on their superiority to the rest of the world. As my artist’s statement explains, my work is utterly incomprehensible and is therefore full of deep significance. - Calvin
1 comment:
I see you have come off as a good writer. Specially your hindi one. Keep up the good work. Mean it. You are doing a great job at it.
And there at times are truths which one can construe as lies. No lies can ever come out of someone who has not learnt how to lie.
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