An Affair To Forget
The best of times. The worst of times. It was an affair to forget.
The best of times. The worst of times. It was an affair to forget.
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…
So you’re feeling blueon a day that I’m wearing blue and feeling good about it You call me to tell me that it reminds you of Anil KapoorAnd I know you’re thinking of my wailing Why’s everything so blue??? at a movie we saw onceYou liked the idea but it…
A strict date is not in a raging crowd. Isn’t it?A crowd is just a lot of peopleA lot of conversationsA lot of smiles and thoughts flying aboutWhile you dodge the verbal volleysAnd dive to catch that elusive referenceAnd dance around in social rituals In the corner of your mindWhere…
Today, I met my kinship with you. I walked down roads where you walked so long ago.I stepped into your shoes just to see what it felt like to be you.
Who are we beyond labels of relationship?
“Do you remember?” he asked.I was silent for a long moment.“Okay, I understand” he said and he walked away. And I was standing on the dark, shiny wet roadSpotted by the reflection of the street lampsThinking, “Do you really?” Do I remember? When I hug someoneMy arms seems to move…
I like the way you say my nameBecause you say it so very rarelyWe talk so much about other peopleRarely about ourselvesAnd there is so much soliloquyThat the need for “I” and “you” doesn’t exist I like to hear you say my nameBecause it reminds me of this game we’re…
The mutual seduction of Earth and Ocean and the games they play, the games we play
We are deja vu.