I'll come back..

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Am not dead yet..
Just buried alive..
I'll come back..



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Phoenix said…
wow some one is back from a long hiatus... welcome back jeya... :) great lines those were...
November 23, 2008 at 9:43 PM
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The Perfect SPLASH!

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The sun was back deep under the ocean.It was now the turn of the moon.And the yellow monochrome light faded into dusky white and the shadows vanished into oblivion.The bright blue of the sea into dark black echoing the poorly inflamed orb. On the other side of the ocean were a couple of shadows crawling on the lonely shores.Of their shadows ,one was lengthier and the other a bit shorter.But the shadows of their souls were very much similar and seemed to merge inside each other. ZOOMING IN VIA GOOGLE EARTH... After a brief walk on the sand hardened by the galloping tears of the ocean, we turned back to see our own footprints fighting to triumph over the waves of time.I said, " we will last an eternity living in serenity" , the only time I used my tongue to converse ,that evening. She smiled at me and we held hands and walked towards the small table, interlocked. TRIIIINGGGGG....screeched something in my pocket.I took it out and switched it off. "Honey , what was that?...
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We might as well be Strangers....

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I see in your eyes something malignant. Why don't you spit it out? Right on my face, rather than on my ass. Prick my heart, if that's your choice, from the anterior, though! There's something more worse than hatred, I realize it now, quite late. Its your kiss of indifference, you unleash upon me. The eye of a stranger, you stare at me. Have you lost your past? Didn't our days last? where and why have you gone? Am I incompatible with the souls of the universe? Don't ever prove me wrong! I can move without you. I have shoulders to cry. Hands to hold. Friends to hug. But remember one thing, I never said "Goodbye"..... this post is dedicated to my roomie , for having been on my side through hard times, erasing my loneliness of me, though he didn't know whats going inside me!
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I cried; She smiled;

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The time was dark and it was about to witness the first light of day. And a soul was wandering in this remorseless sphere , lost. Tired of its night duty , the moon whispered to its clan to take over the work of illuminating the life of all the souls. And so came the light of dawn . And so the light in numerous people's life.I know I am one among them, now.But not then. The place was smelling malodorous(of the fluid that keeps every one alive!) ; May be thats why people were masked there .But once you stand in there for 10 minutes , you will realize that its not that bad! Bcoz you will either get adapted to the stinky scent or you will lose your consciousness to test your olfactory senses. There in the centre was a cot , a specialized one for an act ; A Godly act; Above the cot were multiple spot lights suspended in air , as if they gonna crash down any moment.The lights were similar to the stadium floodlights illuminating the field but here it was to enlighten the process, ...
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Inebriated

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Hanging by the watch's minute hand, we were exploring our own land; Too slowly crawled the clock, Our brains were fixed in a block; The state of steadiness measured in terms of pegs, we flew around with wings pinned to our legs; Out came the words from the inside, that crenelated the heart in vitro quite wide; From dumb to a chatter box, cowardice to courage, this OH-fluid made our neurones outrage; Our souls confessed our sins kneeling down, Yet our exterior dressed in the mask of a clown; We see an aureole around every face, bcoz the Inner God emerges out from the surface; We let ourselves ruled by the uninhibited subconscious, and slaughter our cruel inhibited conscious;
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Orgasm...

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The urge was too high to catch, irresistible just like an itch. I knew I couldn't take this anymore, insatiable like a whore. Of anxiety, my fingers shiver, like the waves in the river. But I had to hold on, till I find myself alone. For I can gratify only in solitude, & I love this high altitude. The scene plays back in my mind, with my weapon in the quivery hand. Up & down, In & out; My hand dances with it. The tremors go mild, With my vision ultra wild. Rigidly stays my organ. Words out of none, spills out through the pore, thus ending the encore. The feel of the pen that pierces the papyrus. Its my orgasm!!!! First of all, let me say I just loved the way your mind waved and clinged before your eyes read the last three lines!!:D:D:P:P And maybe it was too exagerrated;) but thats the way poetry are lead by..isn't it?? Finally..friends, this is my 50th post(actually I thought I wouldnot celebrate this 50..I should have done with the previous..yes 49!! afterall th...
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The Humans

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I don’t believe in “Love at first sight” with humans. But its all together a different story with books, for me. Some books, just sit glamorously in their display shelves with their vibrantly bound colors, those eloquently etched titles, those captivating fragrance of the papers and the short and cute previews at their back. And you take them in your arms for it becomes irresistible to walk past it with an indifference. Love at first sight might not be after all a myth with books. “The Humans” by Matt Haig, the book I had been sleeping with for some days now, could be easily termed as a first sight thing. It had been in my shopping cart for a long time and after waiting a long time for the prices to fluctuate, the order was finally placed and so we gained acquaintance.  The concept is simple but futuristic. It can be grouped under those science fiction types but that is definitely not the author’s strong fort and hence he brilliantly stays away from th...
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