We are mind readers. Does that intrigue you?
Maybe I can read your mind
Maybe you are thinking what I want you to
Maybe I’m saying what you want me to
It’s a game nevertheless
Just don’t know who’s playing who
Me and you?
Or life with itself
With us, two pawns
Figments of each other’s imagination
You know and I know
It’s always good to talk to you
And hear you speak my thoughts before I think them
So you’ve been held in passionate embracesBut never captivated by someone’s glanceYou’ve made love,But have you ever lost your sense of self, becoming one with another?So you have never been sullied by someone’s touch. You bear the unmarkedness of sweet innocenceVirginal in your soulNot burdened by other people’s attentionsCrystal clear and…
1:25 a.m. is more Saturday night than Sunday morning, no matter what the calendar says. After a day of light drizzle or no rain, the clouds let themselves go again. For a few seconds all I can hear is the rain. Not the sound the ground makes as the water…
I know it’s not February but I’m silly that wayYou know this already, my part-time boyfriendAlmost loverFriend with such delightful benefits Just as I know you dislike labels so I torment you with a few hundred moreWeekend soul mateWeeknight playmateStandby date, always on call for an SMS or two It’s…
Conversations are full of many things – agenda, anxiety, entertainment, learning. But the quality of empathy elevates it.
Let us cycle away, to a placebeyond words and dates and labelsLet us cycle off on a path of stolen glances that connect. Let us cycle back to a place we did that,a time when it was possiblea you before I knew your real faceand you knew my name. *Read…
This day of August is a milestone.
Lovely play of words!!
As real as each other, we clash,
It’s not our words or any thought,
It’s not a talk-war that we lash,
It’s an unprovoked game we both sought.
You breathe the fire that I light,
Love-mark each other with embraced love,
Horns locked tight as we mock-fight,
Burning heaven sends us its Peace dove.
Its amazing how they do that, isnt it? To read thru the masquerade that we think we have mastered..
🙂
..Me
hmmm.. too complicated for me! 🙂
There are times when I have felt that I am a pawn running like a guinea pig in someones grand expt.
Always thought that am the only one crazy enough to think along these lines.
But it would be “really” disturbing to know that the puppet master is someone driving on the next lane.