i wrote this today morning..in my maths class...
when evrybody was busy solving sums...i wrote this random thing...simply random words...although i knw its weird..i still labh it...coz its simply..RANDOM!
trains,lamp-posts,railway tracks.
highways flying past...
rolls of laughter..
fleeing away from the world..
petrol pumps and sudden stops.
doing away with life..i wana run away..
run away from mountains and forests.
blue and white clouds..
fading away.
black and white gazes..
i run away..
tick...
tock...the clock strucks...
one...wait ..stop....
two...stop...
three....
there it goes ...unstoppable
watch out!
breathless...
blood stains..
ruined life...ruined everything..
i ran away..
i ran away..
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
he
he makes me fall for him...i trip n fall
he picks me up...i fall for him again
n again...yet again...
again
again....
he falls along with me
we enjoy it
we fall together
togther again
it hurts
the pain of falling again n again
yet i seem to enjoy the wounds
he dosent
gives up on falling wd me
it would be the never ending process if i hadnt been 'his cup of tea'.
he broke my heart to pieces
he makes me fall for him...i trip n fall
he picks me up...i fall for him again
n again...yet again...
again
again....
he falls along with me
we enjoy it
we fall together
togther again
it hurts
the pain of falling again n again
yet i seem to enjoy the wounds
he dosent
gives up on falling wd me
it would be the never ending process if i hadnt been 'his cup of tea'.
he broke my heart to pieces
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
we hope to fall in love...bt sometimes it simply dosen't happen
Truth or dare
to love by the books, folk-lores and myths.
Winter warmth,
like hesitation slides over slippery snow surface.
Railway tracks
converge into snake curls in distant horizons.
Traffic lights,
still blinking as eternal love crashes into mortality.
Stars swallow
little dews as wheels vaporize night to brightness.
An eye-opener,
the morning sun, at times luminous, other times ambiguous
to love by the books, folk-lores and myths.
Winter warmth,
like hesitation slides over slippery snow surface.
Railway tracks
converge into snake curls in distant horizons.
Traffic lights,
still blinking as eternal love crashes into mortality.
Stars swallow
little dews as wheels vaporize night to brightness.
An eye-opener,
the morning sun, at times luminous, other times ambiguous
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