IN ME
My head needs thrill. It needs restlessness and adventure. It needs him. Sanity and safety are boring. I look at him and his bright watery eyes are all set and we nod. I crouch, take my last breath of instinct and then I straighten my knees bend at waist touching my feet and look ahead. Ready to plunge.
I once got a bird for myself. It was drawn to me as much as I was to it. Inseparable we were, through each mood and each weather We spent all the waking hours together; Saw each other through sun and through rain; through joy and through pain. The lows were ugly but splendid were... Continue Reading →
The warmth that doesn't let you rise out of bed The water in the eyes that doesn't dry out The deep silence inside despite the noise outside The breaths that are deeper and more audible Time that stretches The no blink stare at the still ceiling fan that you never noticed before The attempt at... Continue Reading →
I woke up from my sleep in this feeling. There's beauty in darkness too. You need the eye. "The excruciating sharp stabs right through the eye that is so in pain that it has gone numb. I couldn't even blink to avoid seeing the attack come right in. Love was a lie! A well dressed... Continue Reading →
While I stand still, the me in me goes around Within and without. I fix my gaze and go for the spin, grasping subconsciously each bit of the spectacle. Each bit of the beautifully ugly, and the hidden thats glaringly displayed, The more I miss the more I seize, There are blues in the air,... Continue Reading →
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When I wake up tomorrow I want my mind to be free of all inconsequential thoughts. I want to go on to live a day where my chipped nail color is not what defines me. I have way too much to touch, feel, see and grasp to be the conventional pretty girl. I’m beautiful in... Continue Reading →
In the snow capped mountains, In the white river that flows endlessly, In the cold breeze and the warm breath, In the dew drop that doesn't fall In the hail and in the storm, In the trees that were green In the birds and in their nests that you never see, In the redness of... Continue Reading →
Sitting at the edge of the airplane door at an altitude of 12000 ft, my self-preservation feelings had yet not overpowered my sanity. I was still okay, almost smiling in between sweating and fretting and freezing. The first one in the plane to be hanging out, waiting to jump, tied to my diving partner, I... Continue Reading →
The parallels we pick are the distances that keep us all together… neither too close nor too far!! Walking too close would choke the space I have, the space that is all I have. Let's meet after we've felt the first rains ! Through the diamonds that are formed when the wind is confused and the drops before... Continue Reading →
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