A small chain
A bond you can
Never escape.
A small happiness
A belonging you can
Never displace.
A tiny hope
A big weight that you can
Never embrace
A transient touch
A beautiful sensation you can't
Disdain.
This hurt I can't erase;
And in our strange need for pain
I need this torture now.
Now.
And forever.
14 comments:
Hmm. Interesting continuous flow of images and thoughts.
So, what's bothering you?
A lot of things, as is usual for a blogger who emotionally angsts every once in a while, and believes himself to be drowning in his sorrows. :-)
All's well now, of course. Who be thou, however?
I am. A woman. A mind. And much more :P
Ah, sorrows. Let's all jump into this pool and weep and mourn, take to weed and melancholy. Well, have fun.
Yes, yes, I'm sure you are much more. Excuse me while I stopper my ears, your self blowing trumpet's beginning to hurt. :-)
I'm sure I'll have fun being melancholy. That makes a lot of sense.
Seriously, who are you?
Hoesntly? Just a fellow blogger. Why is it important to you as to who I am? Just no one you know, if 'that' helps.
That does help, and clarify things. Sorry about the last comment, actually. Was in a tetchy mood - started work, and all that.
In any case, welcome! I don't usually get people I don't know coming here, which is why I apologise for being quite so adamant in finding out who you were.
Incidentally, how'd you find this blog?
Caught your link through anirudh's blog.
Anirudh Ghosal?
yep. friend of mine.
You also from Venky, then? Interesting.
Yeah. Small world. U there as well, eh?
Actually, no. I'm studying Law in Bangalore.
ahh... brilliant. Wanted to law myself at one point of time--then just got bored o the idea... How do you know Anirudh?
Common friend in his neighbourhood. He also dated a close friend of mine.
What about you? What be thy antecedents?
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