tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664791113699377542023-11-15T05:07:54.456-08:00CHROMOSOME CHRONICLESAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-6408311542477701892016-01-02T03:18:00.000-08:002016-01-02T03:35:45.554-08:00THE SCRATCH<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Winter whispered past my bedroom curtains, our bedroom curtains. Even they were sheer. You could see intertwined limbs forming ancient runic patterns against the sway of the violet lace.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I have a strange habit of glancing at the curtains now and again. He finds it distracting. He says it ruins the steadiness of the love making that he wished to acquire as if making love too had something to do with his briefcase code. Something so secretly organised that even i was denied access.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">There is a strangeness in not just my staring at the curtains, but also how they responded back by swaying an extra bit as if giggling at me. Sometimes i would close my eyes but the violet would haunt even the deepest corners of my mind compelling me to look at them after all. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Who was I making love to or being made love to?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">The man in his thirties with a chiselled worked out physique and a grim orgasm face that made it very difficult for the little child in me not to giggle or atleast let out a smirk?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Or those invisible violet hands that would touch my sore spots till they ached for more soreness, never relief?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">The curtains had become some sort of imaginary man that i was in love with, who knew all my weaknesses and how much i liked to be in control and let me ride till I came profusely not in sexual pleasure but the joy of feeling liberated.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Being transported from reality to the real reality is a wonderful escape from what is obvious. The smell of lilacs and lavender mixed with a bottle of vanilla essence and kept in an ancient box carved with Pegasus on top…. Unreal?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I would often imagine scraping at the wooden box trying to get whiff of that imprisoned fragrance. My nails would scratch against the carved wooden Pegasus, crafted in with the finesse of a serial killer…never a clue, just a signature.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">The scratches have lessened the intensity of its sharpness and the blunt edges of the box bear the signature of my curiosity much like I bear that of Adam on my body.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">He says he loves me. His nails scratch my back as a I arch in pretence for his pleasure, all the while imagining the brush of the lilac on my breasts and those violet fingers tracing my jawline.<br />
Adam and I have been married for 13 years. It’s the year of the last supper, a surreal reminder of dark desires that might just blossom into a bavarian gentian of destruction for the both of us.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">He did not want kids. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Guiltily neither did I.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I didn't want the evidence of noncommittal love making with my husband to flatter my womb in mockery.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I loved Adam. Why would I not?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">He remembered my favourite pineapple ice cream and thought my derriere looked ravishing in the tiny red dress that I had put on for our anniversary this year. He was all man.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>Charming, handsome, rich, familiar….. predictable……</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">People say we look great together. I wonder how great I would look with the violet sheer lace wrapped around me cupping my fullness in its invisible arms ??</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>Mad frenzy is it??? Or am I just not in love with Adam anymore??</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">My mind says neither of that is true.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">But my oestrogen levels and my libido say otherwise.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I remember that time i had accidentally scratched Adam’s arm while watching some silly horror movie on the net. He had the night off and I had to cancel my dinner plans with Anna, my best friend. He doesn’t get time off work a lot, you see.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Adam had screamed at me. And spelled out atrocities that wore well only in the ghettos.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I had only looked back. Which obviously called for more abuses since I was being daft.<br />
What Adam couldn't see was that it wasn’t his language that bothered me. It was the scratch.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">My mind had wheeled itself back to the loud masculine moans of pleasure and the starry look in his eyes as my fingernails had dug into his flanks, his shoulders, his ample buttocks while he lifted me off our “beverly hills” bed and rocked me against the head board, not caring about the bruises that would turn blue the next day.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">His words rang in my ears as he groaned,"<i>more Shay…more…</i>” and deafened the chaos he was creating over a small scratch that had bruised his wrist in anticipation of a gore movie climax. I couldn’t hear him any longer. Only wild rustling of the violet curtains and the blood rushing into my ears, threatening to pound my head into believing reality, rocked my senses.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I remember sitting it out that night. The make-up sex.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I suddenly realised what was missing.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">It wasn’t a mid-life crisis, or a baby, or the fact that Adam’s life had become my world. It was that my world comprised of an imaginary fabric painting my body and soul with its gentleness and love, that was throbbing to be poured into me and making all the loneliness disappear.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">It was a Friday when i packed my favourite things </span><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">including the bedroom curtains and the box </span><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">away in a suitcase that was a little older than my marriage.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">I only left a note behind. </span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">In his study. </span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Beside a shirt that had a torn front pocket and a button missing from the carefully tailored collar. </span></span><br />
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">“Dear Adam,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>I wanted to say, “my love”, yet my love has been shared and so has my soul. I leave with what love means to me. And I free you of us for thats how it is meant to be.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>All your things are in place, the china, the coffee mug and the morning papers. </i></span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>You will find everything where you need them to be except for me. </i></span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>I have found a place for my self. Where I am not shared or violated by scratches that aren't etched with my love.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>I leave you out of love. </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>And for a reason, I leave behind a torn front pocket, a broken button and the fresh scratches on your back that have pleasured your night. </i></span></span><br />
<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>Don't let the new ones become sore like the old ones did.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;"><i>After all, What else is left between you and I, except for these scratches for memories?</i><br />
In time,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: x-large;">Shay” </span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-63561455931347616442015-12-18T10:05:00.002-08:002015-12-18T10:05:42.692-08:00THE SHOWER<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I never liked the winters as much as I do now.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The coolness of the metropolitan air felt nothing less painful than shards of cold unglazed glass thrown in the bin after the corporate houses redecorated to celebrate a pay raise or a new account being added to another multitude of yellow files and endless sleepless nights and ever brimming cups of black coffee.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">My stripper name is Blaze.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">My pimp tells me I am on fire whenever i perform. Such an irony. When I say “perform”.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I waitressed for several months before bumping into Cole on a drunken night off with a handsome young English boy paying for my drinks in hopes of a hand job in the crammed loo that reeked of the stale smell of used condoms and hurried sex, mixed with adrenaline infused sweat and the battle of tongues.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Cole introduced me to a tiny apartment that had been lived in by Meg, Bunny, Lou, Angel and many others before me but they were nothing like me. I was different. Cole told me that everyday. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I lost myself in the forbidden desire to try the unknown, the frightening yet the inevitable now that Bunny , Lou ,Meg and Angel had left behind an inheritance of skimpy lingerie and a legacy of witchcraft in handcuffs, leashes and whips.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">My coming out was a royal event.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Purple.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The gentle chiffon with laced balconette cups that spilled out secrets to the viewers, the corset tightening at the dawn of my waistline reminding me with every shakily taken breath of the price riding on it and the fishnet stockings.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I hated the stockings. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>“More a whore than an angel”,</i> I always joked.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">There were men.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">A lot of them. And there were lights. Bedazzling, blinding, beautiful.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">As if my kingdom was ready for their queen.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And queen I was. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The colours changed and the fabric over the years. Sometimes i was glittery in plum and gold, sometimes mysterious in aquamarine and white like a water nymph, and sometimes just chocolate, enticing dark chocolate with silken frills that teased the wild fantasies of every man present in the room.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I could see the lust lusting in their eyes, their drooling glance intoxicated by the drugs, the pills and the cheap alcohol.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">They didn't touch me.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Just looked. Glimpses of what could have been was allowed in the fortress.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Yet every night, I felt more violated than the last.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Every night on my way back to the tiny loft, I would feel awkward being fully clothed as if my costumes had become part of my own skin and tearing my skin apart every night caused me unintelligible pain.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I walk back home alone.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Its been 10 years. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Never have I loved enough to be granted chivalry and respect for what I do, for who I am.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And i have learnt to dismiss such thoughts of self deprecation as mysteries of the universe that one must not try to solve ever for what is beyond the lace and frills is but a fantasy that shall never come alive.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I pick up my daily at Joe’s and sometimes a cheap bottle of wine on my way back home. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Funny how that pimped loft became home over the years of budding youth to experience.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I water my plants and feed the fish. They keep dying. So I have stopped naming them. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">But I do remember the very first one I got. <i>Raphael.</i> </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">It is as if I need constant companionship from the solitude that attacks me as soon as I am back home drenched with the vile scent of another night spent in the horizon of lusty visions and being jerked off to in the middle of the night beside someone’s wife.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">When the laughter and the music start echoing in the silence of the loft, filling up the empty spaces in my mind I quickly go for a shower.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I lather myself up and watch them travel downwards in circles of swirling smooth cream.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">No man has ever touched me that way.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I shower twice sometimes. Thrice . … sometimes more times in a night.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Its not the smell, the breathlessness of the tight corset or the loud boisterous life that i want to drown out or wash away.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Its the blackness.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The darkness of my underworld and the colour of my skin.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The pharaohs had bestowed on me the colour of the souls of demons on Earth.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">I tried washing the black away.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">From my life.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">From the loft.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">From my skin.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And the shower runs on.</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-86831136236265725432015-12-13T11:17:00.000-08:002015-12-13T11:25:46.886-08:00LUST<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>There was a forest. dark. forbidding and extremely familiar.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Fringes of burnt roses grew in one corner of forgotten weeded shrubbery almost like my grade V haircut, accidental fringes.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>I did not feel pretty at all for eternity. </i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>But thats not the point. The story is of this forest, whose “weed-en” frames had solemn pictures of these burnt roses, never smiling. The paint of spring had worn off and an infinite potion of summer had been lost somewhere in the dark. It was a small vial of infinite beauty. Tinged by sunlight and cradled in its warmth.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Now, the roses were burnt. scared of autumn.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>They wanted to wither away.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Death was poetical but not poetical when endured in excruciating pain and the disappointment of a boon succumbing to an accidental loss of the blessing in the mad frenzy of one intoxicating summer day.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>But the forest had them prisoner.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>They were thorny frames of timeless beauty.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>Solace from the loneliness when the entirety of its being betrayed him in hibernation.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>It would stare at them for hours, occasionally persuading a breeze to caress them just to hear their young giggles that grew into laughter and echoed like ripples of sexual tension through his body. The trees would shiver with want and the streams gurgle out moans of pleasure.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The forest would make advances as a doting lover by coaxing the blue birds to fly in from one corner to the other crooning away flirty love songs to the roses. He could never decide which flower pleased him the most.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The daisies with their innocent naive smiles or the water lilies with their pure conscience..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He loved them all.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>But he lusted for the royalty. The roses.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The red attracted him in a way that was heart wrenching. He would be left breathless by the red, the slow decent of dew from each petal mirroring his green as if he could touch them through the dew.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He dreamt of lovers camping in his kingdom and remembered the intertwined silhouettes making strange patterns in their shadowy forms against the warm fire.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The fire burnt him a little, left a few scars but so did the roses with their teasing seduction.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He was madly in lust for them roses. But through peaks and occasional stares.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He loved it when it rained.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He imagined each raindrop drenching every part of the roses, the soft petals, the young buds….</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He would crave to touch them the way the rain did. He wanted to draw sweetness from their core and caress the red tresses that haunted his nights to a tired morning that brought no peace. The lust simply grew.. and grew to an extent that he wanted to possess them no matter what.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>So he framed them.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>He knew already that the winters would paint them white.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>But he also knew of a beautiful nightingale who would colour them red again, singing all night of love till every drop of blood from its little breast had made beautiful his roses..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>It was this that he lusted for.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The smell of fresh blood from a singing nightingale’s little breast painting his dear roses red again.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>The blood poured out in love invoked in him the best kind of lust.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>One day when fancy made storms out of wishes.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>His wish would come true too.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i>And maybe then he would lick the red off the roses and taste his own lust and make love to forbidden lust.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: x-large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>One day.<br />
One day…</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-70297351169945932412015-12-07T00:08:00.000-08:002015-12-07T00:09:37.861-08:00Naana<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her grow up in memories of the past.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her fight her memories for too long.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her cry in front of a mirror that did’t recognise her.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her being beaten up black and blue.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her strip and not remember whether her negligee was hers at all.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her trying to drink the wrong drink.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her in the shadows crying for she was scared of the darkness.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her write and then forget what she had written.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her being flung back and forth trying to solve the mystery of her existence. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">Her name is Karen.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">She died on the 4th of July 1978.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"> </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">“Vanessa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">“Vanessa…………………”</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">my name is Vanessa.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I am Karen’s granddaughter.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I have seen her.<br />
and helped her accept death.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">But she is truly strong.. for that old a lady.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">“Vanessa… could you get my reading glasses.”</span></i></span></div>
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<i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">“yes Nana… “</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I took her glasses, brushed them off and kept them on the armrest of her armchair.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;">I know that she doesn't read. <br />
But i do know where she likes her glasses to be.</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-61065133955276063782015-12-06T00:39:00.002-08:002015-12-06T01:22:56.097-08:00The Purge<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>There are no more lies to be told</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>No more love to be throttled,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Drizzle on me some more,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And i shall have you bottled.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Kept in a cellar,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Brewed for years….</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Shadowed from the rest.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I shall be dancing naked, </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>In sweet revenge --</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>For thats what i do best.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>One for yesterday</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>one for tomorrow,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Every drop of you i shall seal..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>In cryptic letters to the Almighty.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And to the darkness?</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>A poisoned meal.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I will bury your essence </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>In the mystic caves -</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>While you toss and turn in your sleep...</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Not one shall remember the Demon in you.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>No more shall i weep.</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>But I shall remember</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>the winter months-</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>echoes of despair on frozen lands...</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>They might.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>But i shall never forget.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The color of my blood on your hands…</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>They think i am evil,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The townspeople..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And on full moon nights i switch-</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The loving wife of you by day--</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And by night,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Your secret witch….</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>What is truly evil remains untold.</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>What is really said,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Is a lie...</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Only the walls bear witness to the monster inside,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And darling... so do i....</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-15151210705503492262015-12-01T00:31:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:23:54.594-08:00The Ravens<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Do you hear them not? </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Where the earth does shake?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Graves all rise, confused and distraught..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The ravens are awake!</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">He saw the silhouettes.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Heard the bells of doom.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Chained to his bride,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The solemn groom.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">No one was at the church when it happened.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Just the crew,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And some cake.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">There were lights galore,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Crystals and more,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">But no one knew the ravens did wake</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">They stepped forward,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Fell in formal lines,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Monotony recited their vow.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The priest was bored—</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">But in the end,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The prick finished with a gallant bow.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And so— his job was done.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Such a performance!</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The audience truly smitten.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">There were tears of joy—</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">In every eye,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">No wonder no one noticed them hidden.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">They had all risen— to bless the newlyweds:</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Too unaware to know——</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">The sacred vows were nothing but lines,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">On a popular daily show.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Then came the wrath!</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And then came the vengeance!</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Defiance of the old by the new..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Then there was bloodshed,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Broken bones,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">And the scattered heads of a few.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>“We shall reunite”,</i> they said.</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>“We shall conquer again,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>with new vows and rules—-</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And this time prepare </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>To behead and destroy,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>The monarchy of fools.”</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>“Fools who think “life” is greater than death,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>Fools who repeat mistakes—-</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>of putting “life” on a pedestal</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;"><i>And not on burning stakes”</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;">The forces promised that Death shall win,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;">In a battle that shall make—</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;">Men and fools tremble with “life”</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: lime; font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace; font-size: large;">For the ravens are awake!</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-71367502974737078652013-06-11T00:58:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:24:29.946-08:00Mirror...Mirror<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It is strange that the person who wants to act in movies doesn't watch as many movies as other people do.. i used to find it rather awkward and some-other-word that i can't quite place right now.. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I thought myself to death and then realised the difference between the audience and the character n a film.. if it wasn't for a handfull of authors , the world would have been deprived of a brilliant reading habit..similarly, if it wasn't for a number of directors, producers, actors, writers...the world would have been deprived of an almost obsessive addiction of watching movies..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">a "watcher" is prime..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The fact that he can watch a dozen movies in a day calling it "the movie marathon" is the reason why the difference exists..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Its a li'lle difficult to articulately put in words but its he who makes our industry survive..with his constant flipping through the net for new "weed".. movies that release and are not affordable in the daily routine of a "commoner" (as shakespeare refers to the underprivileged society in Julius Caesar)..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">It is them that keep us alive, the strugglers, the A-listers, and the veterans.. we turn audience to our own films knowing where the director said "cut" and where he let the camera rolling for the emotion must have seemed real enough in spite of the glycerine warming up to a tear stained face.. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The curse of being an actor is the knowledge of what was real and what was unreal in a film.. the million dollar sets were real , yes, but only for a tight scheduled budget line, which when expired, so did the million dollar dream of the perfect mansion, the perfect waterfall and the perfect bed on which we made love..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The realisation of the unreal is such an ache that it ceases all other sensation, those of adventure, of wishes and dreams and callous beliefs in a certain red-coated, white-bearded man called Santa.. The tooth fairy seems nothing more than a fellow actor out of work trying to live up to the so very lived-in lavish lifestyle..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The flaws stand out more for an actor with every new film when her favourite contemporary actress seems to look a li'lle more beautiful on the screen-palate.. she blames not her age or the worries of the world that has lent the tired scratches on her face but the color-correction and the technical disadvantages of a small-budget meaningful movie where she was not meant to look beautiful, but real..</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><span class="s1"></span><br /></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The audience.. the common man only sees the glorious her..lost n the lust for the woman whose his fantasy come true.. the last surviving unicorn for which he keeps yearning everyday and misses not one wrong footing.. the actor slowly becomes god.. an then desire to achieve that god.. then the sudden realisation of her favours to another man whom the commoner cannot harm in jealousy..makes her nothing more than a conniving little whore who betrayed his undying love..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">We are merely pawns to our own kind..pawns to their stories built up in their heads.. a character from the film which becomes their reality.. they accomplish relationships with those make believe characters without really knowing the person..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But thats allright.. where would we be if they didn't lust for us?? </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">How else would we be saved if we weren't "playing" the "damsels in distress"??</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">its all fair..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And for us??</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">cinema remains the magic mirror before which , each day, a forgotten yesteryear actress stands in her best velvet and silk.. and commands,<i>"MIRROR MIRROR ON THE WALL...WHO IS THE FAIREST OF THEM ALL???"</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and the answer's always someone else...</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-14258727884970202512013-04-12T00:53:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:25:52.531-08:00The Unborn<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>She sleeps so sweet..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>my angel,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>the girl of my dreams..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>i crumple in peace..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>in pieces..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>though bliss it still seems..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>such a boon..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>like spring,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>seamless as the sea..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>like parchment maps..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>so fragile,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>a note hidden under my morning tea..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>like summer curtains..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>swaying always</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>something old, something blue..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>like unread chapters..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>of the favourite book,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>something borrowed something new..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>i know she hears me not..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>the unborn,</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>and she shall never see..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>but i'll crave yet..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>for her some more..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>and always know how she'd be..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>they say she's gone..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>for forever..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>for no stars shine above..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>li'lle do they know..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>she lives..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>fast asleep in my cradle of love..</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-49653790927912045142012-12-06T01:11:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:38:40.081-08:00Letter to Ignorance<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Dear IGNORANCE,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"> <i> How have you been?? Quite active it seems to me.. everyone keeps talking about you.. you are the star..aren' you now, my little devil... how come you do not visit Grandma anymore????</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I worry about you.. i think at times that you are taking up too much space in people's lives.. </span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">You seem to have grown rich and powerful enough to buy more and more land.. more than anyone can acquire in one miserly lifetime..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But my son... don't you think you should slow down the pace in which you seem to be growing...</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But then.. success makes you hungry, doesn't it?</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Even as a kid.. you were always greedy for more.. more peanut butter.. more chocolate chip cookies...</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But you are a grown up now my baby..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">And i feel like i do not know you anymore..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">i wish i had not indulged your wants for more... as a child..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">then perhaps.. you would come home once in a while... to rekindle the forgotten memories of my warm lap.. the peanut butter.. the roasted marshmallows.. </span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">But you've already had so much of all that already.. haven't you???</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">I miss you..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">The child of my thoughts... you are still bliss.. only not for me anymore..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"> love,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: large;"> Grandma memory.</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-36002762156387172492012-11-15T06:30:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:27:31.025-08:00Head_Heart In Sync<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">i have often wondered more or less..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">why life can't simply see..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">it is nothing but a spare thought..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">erased when it has to be..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">i have often wondered now and then..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">how important love is to me?</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and realized a li'lle more than,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">maybe dew for a dying tree..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">now i wonder of things more real..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">like hatred, malice.. pain..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and sometimes also of curses gallore,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">taming such "love" insane..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">i wonder about superstitions,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">about satin tied in knots..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">around the neck of he who preached love..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">till he hangs loathed and rots..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">what more do i think of when love gulps down..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">my monument of expectant vows?</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">from the man i dream of, on the galloping stallion..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to whom my reluctance bows..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to whom i pledge my dying day..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">a caravan of warmth astride..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to whom i pledge my royal guard</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">the purple sea and night, his bride..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">but i have vowed again..all over again..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to wait till my last sigh..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">mists in the fragrance of my man again..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and awaken me lest i die..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">though i'd rather die of patience.. not impatience..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">between the vision and the blink..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">if i ever had to choose love like he chose,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">his heart and head in sync...</span></i></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-1852420768257671722012-09-10T01:03:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:28:10.146-08:00Bombay Blues<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When i first came to Bombay.. like any other young actress looking for the big break, it all seemed dreamy and beautiful.. the endless roads with just enough traffic..the numerous coffee shops , affordable yet expensive because they became a daily luxury..the known faces primarily famous on a small scale sitting in the limelight of the offspring of the evening blaze with a glass of wine at WTF or conversing over coffee at Costa or Bru was just a routine event like taking a shower or brushing my teeth every morning..oh so common.. no one here looks at them in awe.. no one cares.. because everyone is important here.. or I guess they like feeling that they are.. but thats not wrong.. not entirely untrue.. for whatever work they did.. they would always get to go back home and eat "ghar ka khana" and make wild passionate love to one..two..or maybe many..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I began timid.. very unaware of the disguises.. </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I still remember being on the streets.. spending a night and an exceptionally beautiful dawn at Oshiwada bus-depot.. sittng on my travel trolley placed upright and rocking myself to sleep.. one of the many experiences that makes us realize important stuff.. makes us stronger in so many ways that are unknown to the sheltered.. the stench of the stained side walls because of frequent hurried urination is what kept me from falling off to a dreamless sleep that would tug on my eye lids as i struggled to stay awake.. The empty busses like giants waiting for the liaisons of war to command them forward made me feel secure as if they would protect me from everything real and unreal.. I wouldn't lie.. I felt disgusted at first and missed if not beautiful porcelain plates and clean linen but definitely my bed back home..the varnished wooden floors of the library and most of all... Ma..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But gradually when i grew stronger with the stench, the security of the formidable busses, i started feeling at peace.. such peace that i have never known.. What was making me happy? the slow movement of the wind that would at times expose my face to the darkness by lifting away the veil of unruly..unwashed hair or the sudden grins of the metal on the sidewalks that would chuckle light as if they were mocking me.. ? </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Why indeed was i happy? </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">i realized late but i did eventually.. the thought that something was achieved.. the feeling of accomplishment.. the tired attempts to gather my life together breaking into dawn.. the solace of being safe.. and the immense pride of a 20 year old surviving the vengeance of an alien city... thats what made me happy.. i had won... the war was over..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Maybe i didn't make any material gains.. no deals signed..no agreements agreed to.. but i was free.. with more conviction in my stride as i looked Bombay in the eye and said in my mind," Someday you shall be tamed.." </span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And she smiled..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I have learnt a lot from this magical city.. She's taken a part of my soul everyday and tended her wounds.. she has stolen a stray bit of my fragrance and whispered it away to the sea.. She has injured me just to take away a vial of my tears to water the trees.. I feel broken at times..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But what keeps me alive in this mad mad world????</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A part of me that lives on ...in the trees..the breeze..the sea.. the wounds of Bombay.................</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-85543457554836483052012-09-10T00:48:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:29:30.143-08:00The Frozen Tree<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Do look beyond the frozen tree<span class="s1"></span></span></i></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">There's sunshine a li'lle, I think..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Or maybe just broken glass</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Smiling with every blink..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Do look beyond its ugly knots</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">The russet cracks and the scoops</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">There are treasured pains, Linking arms..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Bronzed in friendly loops..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Do look beyond its leafless shrug,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Its stare..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Its toothless grin..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">There are unshed tears,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Resting in peace..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">In the cradle of thoughtless sin..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Lovers robed in leaves of passion</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Of Autumn frolics and fun..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Leaving behind forbidden love</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Naked beneath the sun..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Pirates of the lonely coasts</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Robbing the shelter of the tree -</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Draped in hues of earthly pleasures</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">And the mystic lull of the sea..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Burnt, broken.. but still alive</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">With secrets buried deep -</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">It stays awake through endless dreams..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Just so, I can sleep..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Look beyond the frozen arms</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">Where I survive unseen..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">A solitary bud in the crest of death,</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">A hope that keeps it <b>green..</b></span></i></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-8940713406185770982012-06-19T01:04:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:30:08.826-08:00Vexed<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>loving the unknown..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>at times all of us wonder and often wander around things that are inevitable and often out of imagination.. why didn't he turn back? maybe coz i didn't remind him of women he loved all this while or maybe there was no marigold on my feet.. i have often felt like the wrong cinderella .. the glass shoe didn't fit my otherwise beautiful and delicate feet.. </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>or maybe i didn't remind him of all those beautiful women in red sarees that have often caught his eyes.. i had always adorned the simple never the extravagant.. but is that a flaw? my mind thinks not.. but my heart still corrects the unknown..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>or maybe the scent of my hair doesn't lure him to feel intoxicated... </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>or maybe.. he has loved enough..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #f6b26b; font-size: large;"><i>and i have just begun..</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-71448726033721488522012-05-21T01:06:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:31:14.093-08:00And she fell...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"><i>why the beginning?</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"><i>she has often wondered why everything in the end is called the "beginning".. she has often wondered who wrote all those words that she always wanted to hear? she often wondered when was it that she realised that she felt all those words she wanted to hear.. she often wondered how she always managed tears and laughter at the same instance when she recalled those words over and over again....</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"><i>it had been difficult to embark on realisation but it had been so easy.. painfully easy to feel happy... she had imagined someone beautiful, someone clever and funny and someone she could own.. almost like some character whom she had read about in books.. stories.. evidence of the unreal.. but she still dreamt on.. for someone perfect..all that in her mind remained untrue.. spoke out loud in her heart.. and she thought not of age.. of kind.. of caste.. of differences... she just embraced what seemed closest to her reality.. she closed her eyes and felt her heart squeeze in pain and she smiled.. for she felt human... she felt pain so deep inside that it could not be untrue.. and she glowed..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #d5a6bd; font-size: large;"><i>For she fell in love.........</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-51973832835527360662012-05-19T01:08:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:31:35.504-08:00The Preface<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>for the time being...</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>as more and more time has been spent on growing up.. I have often wondered how i have evolved as a being.. not much I assume but I can be wrong.. as I have been for so many years. To be honest, it took an enormous amount of courage and an overdose of the very popular and very famous American series "SEX and the CITY" to get me to start writing this blog.. inspired by age old gossip about men, men and more men, it wasn't very easy to just start stating facts about how I feel about relationships or gender equality being a myth but yes someone wise advised," writing helps you understand better!" </i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>and so I started writing as did Carrie Bradshaw.. though it was very honourably for the NEW YORKER, I am happy writing for myself and for all young women who care to read and vouce their opinions..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>A child is either born a boy or a "woman".. yes , you read pretty well, a "woman".. there is no childhood neither are there brown paper packages tied up in strings or blue satin sashes.. its all a dream dreamt long ago and an illusion which comes to a quick end as soon as puberty strikes.. especially menstruation..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"><i>but all said and done.. we hate, we cry , we curse, we lie.. and we love....... murderously...</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-14602052765112722282011-03-09T00:41:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:32:14.591-08:00The "OTHER" woman...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Kohl-lined eyes and a blue skirt</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sometimes even a dash of red,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And she was beautiful for one more night</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Before the sun rose,torn, from her bed..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The mirror glared and the sunbeams scorned..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The skirt shed tears from where it hung,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The patches cried with heartbroken sobs..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The blue that had soothed, now stung..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She sat bare from dawn to dusk..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">With only void feelings to lend,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">of what remained throttled in sheets</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Unwashed, untouched... unkempt..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She lived in the pleasure of his leisure</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But perished when conscience begun..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The daily knocking on the door..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The door that his beloved did shun..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Motionless at the doorway of solitude,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She stood endlessly as if she'd been,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Lured in by the mirage of love..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Tumbling upon the sands of sin..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Trapped in what made her mark days,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Imprisoned where they spared none..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">He is called "The Tragic Hero"..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ffd966; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">While she remains.. "The Other Woman"..</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-1503996010526195572009-12-12T00:54:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:32:54.969-08:00Suicidal<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The walls never close in..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The doors do not shut on their own..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Every other mistake, isn’t sin</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Every other soul isn’t lone..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The waters aren’t always so deep</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Words may be bottled , never tinned</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Crimes don’t sweat out with every sleep</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>All candles don’t blow out with every wind..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>I have lit a candle..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And I know not why..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>It sways with every breeze</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>That caressed the mighty sky</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>It turns so pale at dawn</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Even sees it blue</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Golden yellow at noon..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>On my face that simmers true..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>It blends with the morning glow..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>And dances in its rainbow light</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>But bathes in silver waves..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>To soothe the ravenous night..</i></span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>But I don’t feel its warmth anymore..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Just the cold breeze that sways its flames</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The light hurts my eyes as they close</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Against the burning blur of familiar names</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The sun sets early in the blue</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>The clouds aren’t black, just grey..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>Its more magic than pain..</i></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i><span class="s1"></span><br /></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #93c47d; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><i>For I feel suicidal today..</i></span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-21644844023890712152009-12-12T00:51:00.000-08:002015-12-06T01:33:46.726-08:00"The Night Train To Deoli"<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">um. well... this is sorta strange...</span></div>
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<span class="s1" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">today in English class, we read "The Night Train To Deoli" by Ruskin Bond..</span></div>
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<span class="s1" style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">so this is what i thought after reading it.. i'll keep the tittle unchanged...</span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Posts and stations.. the dingy metal,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The empty vacant sigh..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">The dust,.. the storm and the lonely train</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Slowly whistling by</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: #e06666; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">"BAskets!!Baskets!! Its strong fine cane..."</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I still remember her cry</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I still remember the haunting smile</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">When the train kissed the station good-bye..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Her hands shook when she held my dream..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Of making our songs rhyme</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Her eyes glistened with unspoken words</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">That i wanted to tell her just one more time..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">She said she would wait</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">But i can't find her now..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I just live with the resounding lack..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">There's a question unanswered,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Whether it was love or not..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">For which i keep coming back?</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Its a fantasy,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I nurture inside..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A dream i pretend i can see..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">I wish this mirage..</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Could come alive,</span></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">And i could see her waiting for me..</span></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-4006243240508792242009-03-17T11:30:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:37:05.301-08:00Raindrops and Panes<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I was sitting by the window..the window which has a red pane..and everything outside it seems like a green lake with lots of blue and gold fishes swimming across the blur..I’m talking about the lake..it reflects the sky like pieces of broken glass splattered with mud..tinged brown..old..I look through that pane many a times a day.. I don’t really enjoy..its all part of the game..the game I named </span><span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;">“error”..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">The error is factious</span><span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;">..blue in parts</span><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;"> and </span><span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;">pale yellow</span><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">, the colour of molten gold at the end. I love caressing her and calling her beautiful..She never leaves me alone..almost like this solitude that I’ve surrendered to. She’s nice too..though sometimes a bit cruel.She makes me smile at tears and cry with</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">laughter..Now, isn’t that strange??</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I know the raindrops by their pitter patter on my roof..They annoy me because they annoy my solitude and Error too at times..They like staying quiet and those cold drops of endless tears raining from the strips of blue above disturb them.. those droplets touched me sometimes..and whispered to my heart..and it sang in joy..I felt the reigning dance of the mists on the hidden palls of eve..drenching them in peace..I was afraid of the raindrops..they awoke in me warmth dat I had given away to the dark world..they made me feel different almost human again..I was scared Solitude might be irked..and Error sad at my abandonment..They had been friends so long..I was scared of losing them while trying to gather some idle fancies..raindrops..mists..hail..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I shut the window..the same..with the red pane..with the green lake outside gleaming under the risen sun as it shook its moist cloak in bronze light..the raindrops were no more..I had driven them away..brushing their fragrance from my soul..did I have one?? </span><span style="color: orange; font-size: large;">Solitude </span><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">was happy..so was </span><span style="color: cyan; font-size: large;">Error</span><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">.. And me…???</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: lime; font-size: large;">I tried to be…</span></i></span></div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00860944107997185409noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-166479111369937754.post-66683396503146537482009-03-16T00:35:00.000-07:002015-12-06T01:37:40.283-08:00He Speaks...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he told me in whispers..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">to lift my veil…</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">so he could drench my pride in valours..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he told me in whispers..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">dat my palate pale</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he wanted to paint in colors..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he fingered my hair..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">let it scatter around..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he said it was d color of his pain..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he smoothened the black..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">let it cover the ground..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he said it was passion,..insane..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he traced my face..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">feeling the silence</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he said it was his mermaid sunshine</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he wiped the tears</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">feeling the kohl-lined fence..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he said,”the beauty’s all mine..”</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he felt my pulse..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">all over me..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he told me it was life..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he felt me sweat..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">like the crystal sea..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he told me I was alive..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he kissed me once..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">with his silver lips..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he told me we had met..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">his kisses rained..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">like drunken sips..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he said the night was wet..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he brushed his palms..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">against me then..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he made dewdrops from the tears..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he moistened my lips</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">telling me when</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he made music from the spheres..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he moved in harmony..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">with his woven magic..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">then he said it was time for good byes..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he kissed my soul..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and drank the love..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">before gently opening my eyes..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he touched me again..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">and I realized..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">only I believed and so did he..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">he moved away..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">leaving the secret behind..</span></i></span></div>
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<span class="s1"><i><span style="color: cyan; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">that my dream had made love to me.</span></i></span></div>
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