Rings of Smoke

Where shall the word be found, where will the word | Resound? Not here, there is not enough silence

happy new year

a year walks in,and another goes by, ushered out on the wings of dark night, its way lighted by the glittering confetti of diamond stars, shimmering,shillouetted,vibrating,melting, like cloud shadows fleeting across waning moons… night is not a celebration though, tormented,distraught,mutilated remnant of happy dreams, and the wind!the wind! it keeps visiting me this night, like [...]

reprise

the shadows come creeping in, bathed in the crimson dark, somewhere in the alleys of desire, a scandal dies, and grief is born. on dirty,watery screens, casablanca plays, and dirty bottles of crystal clear vodka, mix themselves with diry tea served in grimy cups, love,mixed with madness, swirls in irradiated plastic cups, like sanitized formica [...]

batman

i am just a man, falliable,and alone, but i will rise, everytime i fall, fighting my lonely battle, demons,outside, and inside my own mind, forever,the lonely battle, in the dark alleys of my mind, i will always protect you, even against me- prowling the darkness, i will be your guardian angel, the dark star you [...]

silence

look at the moon now, it is strange, crumpled,like an ugly,yellowish lump of paper someone took it out of the dustbin, and stuck it up there,to mock us. the stars seem to be a cosmic parody, of the earthly lights,burning all around me, glittery,loud,brittle,mocking the moon we shared. oh,and the oceans have gone silent, truculent,and [...]

hate

sounds strike the ears, and melt over the body, painting me purple and gold wind touches me,and makes me feel dirty, wrapped in stench,and i smile, a rictus frozen time. one love.one life.one lie. i think of you,and the sea, trudging,trembling,sweating blood, i lie to myself again. maybe,if i sell my soul, you will come [...]

blame game

dont fly, they said,dont be gettin’ too high, dont be swimming, stay on the land, the safe,the tested, and the bland, dont step in untested water. but i been swimming, soaring in the air, inundated,soaked to my skin, watery eyes and thrashing limbs, i’ve stepped off the map. clinging to high notes,drunk on music, i’ve [...]

black and white

i wore black today, a sort of mourning costume, sharp,sleek,shiny like grief, without any patterns,filigree or needlework, a uniform dark in the light of the day. and in the night there was a powercut, forcing me to light a candle, flickering yellow,uncertain, a dishevelled light, which created patches of non-darkness on my dress, and some,darker [...]

rebuff

there is this small matter, of wounds and pain, between you and me, an ancient enmity… a small,temporary issue, i keep telling myself, every time when i resolve, not to speak to you again… an issue of life and death, and the limbo in between, everynight,when i go to bed in the cold, huddled like [...]

melancholy

extreme melancholy is taking over, dull,brown dreams saturating open eyes dialated pupils,scared of… something…. dull,unshining brown mounds of chocolates, melting,fusing,sogging in the heat, disgusting,sickly sweet chocolate, morphing and blending into coffee,and exuding brown smoke, which crystallizes,into… dried brown blood… the stink!the stink!! ergot poisoned elixir of life, convulsive love,gushing forth in bursts and spurts mingled [...]

love

dark collages of lazy euphoria mix with bright sadness insane sanity in a cocktail with brigh orange loneliness i am sinking in a colourful mix of alcohol and nicotine and mad dreams psychedelic desires of the flesh and muscle…the heart is one,after all the heart cannot feel it has few nerves and is not intelligent [...]

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