Ephemeral vanity. Storms. Electric radio falling down a tub. Bullet holes. Bubbles in summer air. We’re everything, all at once. Reckless and cautious. Motionless and spinning. Night and day. My atoms dissolve into your body and your mere touch ignites my being. Sweat and tears. Broken promises and midnight embraces. We are nothing more than strangers but breathe together through each other’s failing organs. Windows of the past life and closed doors of the future. All we have is now. You and me. Us Against the world. Lying in shades of the sycamore tree under a sky of indigo. The hue of your smile. Nature’s daylight never had such colors. Ambition fades away. Sins come alive. Mock me, if you will, but this is what it amounts to. There are landscapes with our names on the dirt. We belong in a world we haven’t seen. Yes, I’m soft as clouds when it comes to you but thunder is all I’ve ever known. You’re the sun and the rain. You’re the light in me and my darkness. Choose wisely and act on it, for your ruin is in my hands and mine in yours. It’s always been that way. Help me in becoming what I want to be and I promise, one day, not far from today, we will leave this mass of mediocrity and merge with the mist.
Vee
Hi there! Such a warm, breezy day it is outside as I am slowly gliding my hands from word to word to create a symphony among the randomly-arranged alphabets swept across the keyboard. okay no. This is who I am. Details,basically. Details overwhelm me. Gleaming motifs suffused with color. Dark shadows in narrow alleys. Subtle sunlight through the canopies. Air redolent with mist. I love anything and everything capable of enticing me into a deep thought process. Soft drizzles. Pine woods. Streaks of freshly mown grass. I love music and literature and books and photography and travel. Yes. perception and perspective. love and laughs. rocks and rivers. And this is what I intend to do. Write for my love for writing. The sheer pleasure. Let it be eccentric, unconventional, beautiful, what have you. This is me. Welcome to the world of a whimsical and wandering soul. P.S.- don't forget to gaze through the window panes. x]
July 4, 2017 at 8:15 am
Whoa. Wow.
I don’t seem to recollect any adjectives to describe this. But, I’m blown away. 👏🏻👏🏻
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July 4, 2017 at 10:24 am
Thank you so very much. I’m grateful.
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July 4, 2017 at 10:47 am
You’re welcome. 😁
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July 4, 2017 at 11:27 am
A mellifluous flow of words…. 🙂
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July 4, 2017 at 2:11 pm
I’m glad to hear that. :’)
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July 9, 2017 at 3:26 am
I love the short, terse sentences. It gives the feeling of watching a montage of a relationship. Nicely done!
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July 10, 2017 at 4:05 am
It pleases me that you thought of it as a Montage. That’s exactly how it moves in my mind too. Thank you. xx
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July 9, 2017 at 2:43 pm
A beautiful piece Vidisha – breathless, passionate, full of wonderful images.
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July 10, 2017 at 4:05 am
Thank you kindly for your wonderful words. xx
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