purple deepens..

Whatever purple was left

2009-08-29T08:05:00.000-07:00

Noise.

2009-01-12T01:25:00.000-08:00

The criss-cross of my palm troubles the straight-ness of my heart,there is a mismatch..i always knew.

I have emptied our voices to hear the noise,do not disturb.

Letter

2008-12-04T20:29:00.000-08:00

When the sky had broken into its disillusioned fragments,i was born.And since then a clock has broken in a far off land to remind me of timelessness.This city of pain has thorns to offer and roses to confide into.The green of your eternalness has induced smoke and filtered a bunch of me.My hair has lost its color and my skin has becomes someone else's..

This tune,yes this one! reminds me of you and everything around me is translated into a more lost space..

oh and i remember your eyes,weeping ecstasy.i was done with so much hapiness,remember? i also gave you hint by losing an ear,an eye and a couple to reactions.

I have transformed into a demon,beacuse it pains.

This overcasted sky is secretly weeping..and all the smiles that i had borrowed from you were to keep you happy

Remember?

2008-11-13T20:53:00.000-08:00

i did not know of your held up feet
i knew of you,through my recurring defeat

i had sung in your screams,remember?
to lose a tune to make one of my own
and then left,to the leftouts

you had woken up to the taps
and filtered my smoke,
and to all the tunes,you splashed a green.

you had questioned me,remember?
through the cup that you held
through the grass under your feet

i was struck,and ever since lost
to the irresistable gardens of your storm

and the bang you woke me up to,remember?
my cold feet spoke to your dry lips..
..and never met.

Follow

2008-08-07T22:49:00.000-07:00

Come to me in your rugged attire
Show me what it is to be fragnating

Chose no perfect words
Give up on yourself
Feel hopeless
For ,once in a blue moon
We see the sharp wrecked stone
Hunting for hurts
Preparing to unburden,the filth.

Unhear
Unsee..
..and don’t look at me.

Am no man’s wonder..
..am the Eternal sun.

Rub your cold heart to the fumes of despair
But don’t surrender yet.

Think of me as two
Keep any one.
Don’t think of me
And keep me none.

Do all that
But don’t do this, yet.

Show me both the ways
But let my sky be.

Resist no word
Imagine stones.

Cuddle no dolls
Shower no warmth

Suffer again,this insane pain
And ..thank me.
For, I configure Gods
And chase them to you.

END

2008-05-05T21:31:00.000-07:00

shall leave

2008-04-29T22:03:00.000-07:00

This dance is the joy of existence

Happiness

2008-04-27T06:48:00.000-07:00

It didnt need a title,damn!

Thank you

2008-04-27T06:44:00.000-07:00

..and I always thought it was because of me

This Sunlight.

Go Away.

2008-04-24T21:59:00.000-07:00

At times she cannot talk,and other times she refuses to talk..and other other times,the time ceases.
Fortunate are those tongues that are able to confess a million times the same things..but well..her disablities are her last resort.
Keep your sails lows and curiosities high.For in any case,she will pass by.
I hope you dont hear her footsteps,for while being noisy they can ruin a few of your ways.They can make them look,ideally nothing.
And then please dont weep and sigh.She will anyway,pass by.
She comes, to go.
She stays, to know.
She smiles and forgets to cry....because between the two, you just passed by.
She will adore you,and then kill you..softly.
She will smell of jasmine,but will never be a cure for your pain.
She will see what you show,but will always have the same thing to see.
She will be you for a while,and then will forget to get back to her.
She will seem to understand,but will still make you feel terribly speechless.
But please let her pass by anyway,for her feet have ceased to contain the pauses you throw.

Shapeless

2008-04-14T22:14:00.000-07:00

Something along with him had got a desperation for clarity.Admist the smoke she found a place to lie down and the warmth of the dim lights were usually addictive.She spoke of the same things,and each time she spoke her faith in the same-ness got more firm.The smell of the smoke took her places she didnt have a memory of.After that she again spoke of the same things.In this Divine space,Gods meditated.They only let their hairs down and hands up.., smoke securing the tenderness of the truth.
A grey blurted.
White-ness followed.
And the smoke kept both of them mysteriously same.

Memoir:

2008-03-21T01:28:00.000-07:00

Madness too mad to surrender!

Madness too mad to surrender!

Rain ramblings.

2008-03-14T01:24:00.000-07:00

Rain had damped her and the air as usual had left her breathless.Something twinkled..yes,it was the same thing. Her sweet compulsions were dripping of fresh somethings.The dull colors of the morning had given her the perfect shades to color her quest and desperation,that looked same at that moment.May flowers tickled.Her smoky gown stretched skywards,little by little.It was a new world,newer than a hundred facts that she always refused to believe.Bliss sighed.Time overtook..gracefully.

Trigger and the urgency..

2008-03-03T01:22:00.000-08:00

'You owe this to yourself too'was spoken out of conviction and the rightly placed faith,that could trigger a life.

There is a unique lyricism in the way he speaks.Something of the sort that does not rhyme,yet making each word a tune in itself.The slowness wrapped with frank rigidity,and the sounds of confusion in the voice, confirming his human-ness and otherwise ..the eternal noise.
While the closed eyes tried to protect the truthfulness of his voice,the ears heard heavens swinging in bliss.And the wind blew harder,chilling the soul yet setting ecstasy free.

There was silence..finally that spoke of timelessness and our perfect encounters with voicelessness.

In the heat of sounding right i was taken aback to save some doubts.The doubts that came from faithlessness,to induce the urgency of establishing faith.

He chuckled and smelled of a ripen ego.

She Exists

2008-02-22T01:36:00.000-08:00

She did things with certain certainity ,like putting all her senses into it and making it look,ideally nothing.And then her eyes turn unusually more brown.

Despite the noise,her silence was almost killing everything around.She was aware of the echos and the little noises that came from the transperency of the moment.She held herself in the blurrness and the comfort of the unkeptness.There was were she suffocated life and the pauses she couldnt understand.

2008-02-01T02:52:00.000-08:00

and when the moments bruise at the pretty insights, (that is thoughtfully a dream)..i scream of something else's something..and then, a story begins.

between them is another story to make to disbelieve of the many stories I percieve,and among them you die..like joking to yourself about life..and then you are awake..to realize its a cold morning,and nothing really warms.

and when in a haste i tremble at those jitters..

..i live well.

purplespeak

2007-12-12T01:22:00.000-08:00

The fire that burns its ashes and melts its heat,
i want to rise up there and win The Defeat!

purplespeak

2007-12-06T22:30:00.000-08:00

mood : pensive
song : tum se hi

Been a long time..

Have done quite a few things lately,learnt people,loved a few,loved one and one more..its been that way with me. :P Sometimes its just nothing(heaven should surely be a white canvas) There are hundred people we meet,a few we remember for long,another few cannot forget..and last few we hate to recall.But love stays,those spent moments seem fresh even at the thought of a recall..fresh enough.They keep coming back,to kill you and make you live at the same time.Can two equally strong and opposite things stay together at the same time? i dont wonder enough about it though..
i like this eternal space for myself..this only seems true..did i say seems? no,this is the only truth.Stay for a little longer and you will know i was just another you.I know no other fact about me.

2007-09-29T08:19:00.000-07:00

and when i would be thinking
what is it to be at nowhere

shaken by facts,grounded by myths

i would turn to you
while you look away

i will come close,with grace..
while you still keep that pace

kill me once
kill me twice
show me all that i have become in your eyes..

turn away but please dont go

you are the one
today..and tomorrow

when my soul feels glad
and a little perplexed

take me on those long rides
those which our destinies decide

take me out of my own circles

or just stare
like you do.

timeless you have become to me
and again i clarify

blank you are,
blank is what i will always be

from ::"Love in the time of Cholera"

2007-09-11T22:19:00.000-07:00

"To him she seemed so beautiful,so seductive,so different from ordinary people,that he could not understand why no one was as disturbed as he by the clicking of her heels on the paving stones,why no one else's heart was wild with the breeze stirred by the sighs of her veils,why everyone did not go mad with the movements of her braid,the flight of her hands,the gold of her laughter.He had not missed a single one of her gestures,not one of the indications of her character,but he did not dare approach her for fear of destroying the spell.."

2007-09-04T19:56:00.000-07:00

am still alive
under her wet eyes
under a cloud that jus sighed..

the farther she went
the heavier it poured
all for tis day,
to come to a hold..

mysteries blushed,
and silently cursed..
..the bright skies.

her magic refrained,
and she collapsed in the light of truth

Where art thou?

2007-07-18T09:15:00.000-07:00

in the mindlessness?

in the loud silence?

in a quiter crowd?

in a melting smile?

in a frozen mind?

in a less lost you?
in the skies so blue?

in the haunted self?

in a galaxy of bliss?

in a tortured thought?

*in a milder me*

in a calm unworthy emotion?
in this most worthy illusion!?

in a hand against mine?
in a gesture so fine?

in a fractured heart?
in a missing part?

in a longing for me?
in a belonging for you..?

on hundred such occasions..

i look for myself,in the smallest of me....(?)

BLUE

2007-07-12T19:51:00.000-07:00

I opened my eyes to an eternally stretched sea that's narrating mildly its eternal glory..The blue in the water drifting to white..like consuming all to nothing.

The soothing air over my eyelashes,touching every core of my heart..and my mind wanders all over again...Why do I want to sink into this eternal silence that's gonna last only a while longer? why do i think my end would be as dim and insignificant as the light of my maid's room? Why do i want to die cause am done and content? what is done and content? Why am i at peace with only questions on my mind?

Calmly disturbed..i open my eyes,smiling heartfully..while shedding a tear.. and believing to fill the mighty blue waters..somehow..somewhere.

2007-06-29T23:49:00.000-07:00

I long for eternity because there I shall meet my unwritten poems and my unpainted pictures. -Gibran

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2007-06-27T01:41:00.001-07:00

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2007-06-27T00:56:00.000-07:00

I love the idea of Football..and Footballers!!!!

She exists.

2007-06-26T23:40:00.000-07:00

She walked with pretendence resembling an inflated nothing.She stopped and smiled resembling a frown.She broke and cried resembling a prayer.She confused herself with the person she never was,still..she looked hopefully at the person she might have been.She held herself collecting all the little 'hers'..consuming all the little 'hers'.She didn't speak,She couldn't.She wasn't dumb either.She melted and spread the liquid her,got herself wet..and some more.But she dried the other her..she slowly learnt to.She lied naked among her other naked selves.All looking at eachother helplessly..and suddenly paused to hear a cry..one of them had died.Some wept,and a few smiled ungratefully resembling death.

2007-06-25T22:09:00.000-07:00

Ah! something finally feels real.It needs no explanation,no expressions,no frills..no tantrums.It doesn't need you,(for once).It needs nobody,not even me.It needs no light,no darkness..no breeding place..no living place.It needs nothing!(for once).Never did i know inspite of not knowing something..i would actually understand most of everything!. This strange,yet known place seems only mine.This dark yet cold place seems most alive.This seemingly unfelt thing seems most felt.And for once i feel real..perhaps..most real.

I dont want to end this and.. that,but does end justify the means?

2007-06-22T04:16:00.000-07:00

' Those who dance seem mad to those who dont here the music....'

To Kahlil Gibran,

2007-06-15T19:36:00.002-07:00

(had written this after reading Kahlil Gibran for the first time..)

Dont know what to write or why am i choosing to write..but somewhere I totally wanted to get over you or maybe wanted to completely get into you.At this moment both feel same..infact all feel same.You gave me heartaches and glorified my existence for a moment.All came to a standstill and I desperately wanted everything to be translated to you..with a mild air of gratitude coupled with the fact of being able to be known to you.Behind those simple words you made me visualize what a world with 'nothing' in it would look like..or with everything in it would look like..What and how it is to feel at nowhere..everywhere..
Between these pauses and these confessions lies a mixed feeling of unreasonable query,bliss and anxiety..Hope you know how it feels.A helplessness of not being able to express feels more fulfilling,bounded with immense purple,the purple that oozes out helplessly after heartaches for which you may be the reason..heart is celebrating cluelessly..Thanks for being there..or were you always there?

Ekta. *less entangled*

Kahlil Gibran...

2007-06-02T07:35:00.000-07:00

"The significance of a man is not in what he attains, but rather what he longs to attain"

"Yes, there is a Nirvanah; it is leading your sheep to a green pasture, and in putting your child to sleep, and in writing the last line of your poem "

"...So I become mad.
And I found freedom and security im my madness:the freedom of the solitude and the security for do not be understood, because that one who understand us enslave something in us."

walking..

2007-06-02T07:23:00.000-07:00

the world hinders..
and i still walk.
lost in this stillness
lost in these thoughts...
wonder why it still seems am on a run..
and wonder why i begin to stop..begin to walk..begin to rock
rock in the stillness,rock in tis song..
pardon me if i were loud,
but can u hear me when i walk?

Dark

2007-06-02T07:20:00.001-07:00

a dark music,
dying to survive..
surviving to.. die?!
where does the mystery unfold??
when do i sigh?
like a truth its naked,
like a lie i hide.
but when i hear every beat,
it echos in my own eye!!
..jus hoping to darken this music,
and slowly drift away..in this darkness..
a haunting silence emerges from somewhere,
and insanity magnifies..
and hey! there its lost,
and again i live...i die..
by faith...by law.

Blank

2007-06-02T07:16:00.000-07:00

a blinking idea,
a shimmering desire..
all collapse at an exhausted hope.
perplexed tear, fails to fall..
intruding faith..immobile.
at a standstill i hear a call..
faintly familiar,
utterly distinct.
I regain vision,blinded by self.
I see nothing..
and nothing sees me.
Dark and damp
like tis cold feeling..
am flushed in tommorrow,
in the less known
in the more unknown.

whither away...

2007-04-24T08:33:00.000-07:00

Whithering away some bluish sounds
With strength enough to losen some bounds..

looking lost in a less lost world,
wandering across some under-done souls

preachin life's ecstasy..
..in a moment of whole.

Wonder whats the purpose
wonder whats in the core..(!?!)

White becomes the color of virtue
white becomes the drifting blue..

Underneath this sparkling fantasy
lies the truth profound.

Stillness has its reason,
..so has a running passion.

Nowhere to go..under this white thunder..
Madness too mad to surrender!

2007-04-20T09:46:00.000-07:00

When the day awakens in its charm
and heart is held enticed
Intangibility clouds..
with breezy yet alive notions,
of life of love..
you emerge within
without a search,
enticing..loving.