From: India
About me: About me? Well.. Recluse, dysphoric, morose, inane, insane, caffeine-addict, misread, ascetic, platitudinal, dreamer, volatile, scathing, auspicate, deviant, disparate, iridescent, chatoyant, irate, morbid, colors, canvas, creation, hue, saturation, redemption, vehement, profound, intense, abysm, aphoristic, bound? Creative, encumbered, blasphemous, extant, sentient, opiate? Absurd, moronic, loony, preposterous, harebrained? Plastic blue conversations, paradoxes, anomalies, threnodies, acousmas, delusions, illusions, soliloquies?
Saturday, October 18, 2008,11:52 PM
Sepia orbs.
Warps and wefts.
Streets and flashing frowns.
Atrophied memory lanes.
Whispered trials.
Wounded silences.
A memory that fades noiselessly.
Like the last note of a chord.
Something lingers.
Like the ephemeral fragrance of crushed petals.
Stained fingers,
And the chiming of an age long past.
Something beckons.
Like the murky shadows cast by a dimming sun.
Detached smiles.
And the echo of a discontinuous existence.
Something gnaws.
Creating patterns that recede and ascend.
Clawing gazes.
And the furtive dance of expectations.
Warps and wefts.
Streets and flashing frowns.
Atrophied memory lanes.
Whispered trials.
Wounded silences.
A memory that fades noiselessly.
Like the last note of a chord.
Something lingers.
Like the ephemeral fragrance of crushed petals.
Stained fingers,
And the chiming of an age long past.
Something beckons.
Like the murky shadows cast by a dimming sun.
Detached smiles.
And the echo of a discontinuous existence.
Something gnaws.
Creating patterns that recede and ascend.
Clawing gazes.
And the furtive dance of expectations.
You just slipped through my fingers.
And I've paid.
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