Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Laughter

Laughter. I have never thought so hard before for a right word, but I think laughter is an eternal chaos. I am assertive, anything can be laughed at. A murder, a discovery, a religious fight, a book, a war, a friendship, a relation, a baby, a mother, a deer, a main hole, a body(quite often, laughable bodies), all colours, all blacks and whites, a television, a vision, a man, a homosexual, a congress of millions, a life of zillions.

Friday, December 20, 2013

Fog

What if, all human beings are projections of everyone else's thoughts, pictures, dreams, imaginations etc. what if they are just projections, and the souls that everyone know is a key..an anagram or jumbled clue to a different reality. What if I am a projection of someone's thoughts..someone somewhere wanted a girl like me, and I, unsure of my reality keep living in dilemma that why can't I understand everything. 

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Morning After

Just woke from a four hour sleep, I felt that I've been haunted all night long. I was haunted down to every inch of myself by my words, sounds and incomplete sentences. It feels pukish and empty. All the liquid in my body is gone. I was in a horrifying poem. Sun shone, and all that had been, vaporized into air. Clutter fills my mind or from wherever I choose words. Nothing is fixed, all can be zero and infinite at close quarters. What is there to hang onto? What is there to remember in the morning after? 

Saturday, September 21, 2013

So it goes like this...

Sadness always pushes me to write, and that's how I move, with a step ahead and a step back. Alright.
No thoughts yet longing for silence. Longing.
Quiet!