Thursday, January 28, 2010



Murmur

My heart aches, my soul breaks, the world shakes...
We just don't seem to have what it takes
To make this work out...I shout
At you, I even say a thing or two
I immediately wish I could take back...
I rack
My brains to find a way to make it up to you,
The stakes
Are simultaneously too high and low,
I can, but can't quite let you go.
will somebody show
Me the way to do things right?...
WE fight and love with equal ferocity,
We epitomise reciprocity
And yet, we as a couple atrophy,
I might have worked this differently,
Had I another chance:
I would've re-worked things through a single, conciliatory glance.
But it's a whit too late, much as I hate to admit it.
I'm not entirely sad, nor am I entirely glad...
I mean, you were a cad...
Or weren't you?

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

Randomness? Random mess.

okayy, this won't be the greatest post ever. WHY?
I am tired
My stomach hurts for some incomprehensible reason.
I am sleepy.
I seem to have sprained my neck.
Did I mention being sleepy?
so Life is living up to its complicated image...all sortsa creepy problems are cropping up...don't ask..
People are strange...weird...okiedokie...but I'm lucky to be frinds with some of the greatest people on the planet.
Sometimes you can extend the olive branch to ameliorate a friendship gone sour situation...and sometimes the olive branch is very primly shaken, as if it were a formally extended hand, and that too in the most condescending manner EVER!
And the there is the problem of ..... what is it that goes on in their heads? or wherever?
and then there is the ever piling course work...
and the application jhaamela
and the anxieties which accompany this arduous process.
And then preparing to leave JUDE...whatever preparation that may entail.
I don't wanna read Dream Play...oh dear...

...

A kiss is flying through the air,
Now it's entangled in my hair...
Why, it's staring me in the face,
It's moving again, what a pace,
But now it hovers, gently static,
Ecstatic...
Paralysed by its own fulfilment.

Saturday, January 23, 2010

WHY did I write this? gawwd

The sun had not come up in days. Leia lay in bed and looked up at the fan...its services were not needed for a spell...as afternoon waned away, and evening reluctantly approached, she hoped this night would be better than the last. Vardaleck was being too persistent...at this rate, her parents would diagnose her with an acute bout of anaemia. Why couldn't he go gentle on her blood? She shivered slightly, and sighed. Her enervated body was cold, as cold as Vardaleck's icy grip, his frosty touch. She didn't know how to shake him off. It had all seemed so fascinating at first, being wooed by a Vampire and all. He would literally and metaphorically sweep her off her feet, and they'd graze the sky together, at unearthly, unlordly hours. His cloak would serve as her magic carpet, and she would view the distant world of mere mortals from her newly gained dizzying height. But all that soon changed. Now he only wished for her blood. He'd been gentle at first, loving even, when draining her of her erythrocytes/leucocytes. Now he was insistent, harsh, his demands increasing by the nocturnal minute. She would soon have to leave this world...and then V. would probably leave her, to court another healthy, blood-filled mortal.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

?

you eyes said nothing to me that night,
why did they seem
So hollow, so vacant, so bereft of sight?
I tried to penetrate their silent reticence,
but they remained unyielding, shielding
your thoughts. What nonsense
Am I writing? When you
Will do
nothing to
Put my mind at ease?

AVATAR........!!!

ok, so despite what most people seem to think, i quite liked avatar...yes, there were loadsa issues up for analysis in the film: the evils of colonisation, illegal/insensitive land acquisition for mere material gain, the representation of 'the other,' assimilation into a foreign culture...the White gaze of the outsider....but I think the film dealt with all these issues in a way which didn't offend me. I didn't think Pandora was depicted in an 'exotic' way...it was just a very beautiful, enchanting world, bio-luminescence and all!
so some might say that why was it necessary for Jake, an American in his avatar to lead the Navis' to victory? Well, he always re-iterates the strength of the people of Pandora, and he makes a choice to stay on and help them? Is that such a bad thing?

Thursday, January 7, 2010

thoughts

T'is that time of the year,
When Spring seems quite near...
But not quite,
though this Spring might
linger for a spell longer
than usual,
being the remnants
Of the coldest, boldest, Winter
I've felt in a while.

In Summer, it takes me
hours to get through each second,
to cheat the sun, to beat the heat.
Monsoon's nocturnal showers thrill me,
AS I spend my nights
tracing the tunes of the rain drops,
as they break into my dreams and tear into my sleep.

This Winter evening, I walked several miles
In the snug company of friends.
The chill of dusk
Settled around me,
Unsettling me, teasing my shawl,
challenging my inadequate sweater.
Imminent night, with its falling degrees,
Was fast falling on us, as we walked.
The mosquitos annoyed us
With their incomprehensible melodies,
And their un-amorous bites.
My ears rejected their bold proximity,
Their un-desirable intimacy,
while they drew out my blood.
Un-charming vampires of winter nights,
I'll settle for Count Dracula any day.