Friday, April 1, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
In that toxic high I tried to find myself; heavy cloud of numbness, which drifted away slowly… and when it had drifted away, it was too late and the fool was me.
I’m so lost in complexities -I have a thought for every thought. A counter thought for a counter thought, and another one for that. I think I am losing spontaneity. But well, never was it mine...
Thursday, December 30, 2010
30.12.2010
If I met you one day,
For certainly I would-
Sooner or later,
Here, there or some place else
You should know
That, that coincidence is
Anything but coincidental.
But when my face
Mixes surprise and nonchalance,
Both for you, and your presence,
On that one day, one time and one place,
Know then,
That coincidences, however wishful,
Are not rehearsed.
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