untitled
Two pinches of silence mounted
Two hundred words spoken between two vague lips
Two hours of mind gazing and alcohol
Two lifetimes overstepping lifelines
Shrieks of emotions not formed
Embedded in the clouds of silence
Embroyo of impulsive desires
Planted in my womb ready to pour out their essence
As banks of luminescent eyes
We met, wavered and vanished
To become a palette of smudged colour
And a river of sweetened wine
We are two nomadic minds
Who impulsively unpacked bits of our lives
Two hours of mind gazing and alcohol
Two lifetimes overstepping lifelines
posted by Juhi Dua at 4:37 AM
3 Comments:
Twosome.. how wonderful and how keatsian..well if thats the style thats so exquisite, the imagery on the other hand is so self consuming.
Two pinches of silence mounted.. from the sea of ear-pressing silences
Two lifetimes overstepping lifelines very profound ..
Embryo of impulsive desires
Planted in my womb ready to pour out their essence..how I wish these words were mine.
And then the state of stupor as luminescent eyes, smudged color and sweetened wine.. :) so poeticaly said.
Indeed nomadic but certain not to leave till i see more of "impulsive unpacked bits" of rest of (y)our life(s)..
Glad I read you first thing today..am nearly floored by the words and the thoughts.
Untitled, palettes, Red and Blues, trance.. .. unparalleled mystery in every scribble ... have a gr8 day :)
9:44 PM
hey .. my comment got lost :((
11:13 PM
so post it again na. one of your comments is in the post below this. and hey will call soon. hope you doin good. your space hasnt heard from you since april. write man... missing it.
11:48 PM
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