wake me up when september ends September 2, 2007
Posted by sauvik in Thoughts & Silences.Tags: beauty, intoxication, nature
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A touch – a shiver – of heaving breaths – of dripping water – along the bare skin – a whisper – unreadable – a pleasure – of unspoken words – of a silence that speaks – a love bite – butterfly wings; fluttering – the unseen reds – of a kiss – of curled up emotions – into the wilderness – a beckoning green – a tear – out of the corner of her left eye – a thought never spoken – but understood – a confrontation – a compromise – a hangover – called life!
In the backwaters of life, of marinated love!
WHEN YOU THINK IT’S ALL OVER, IT HAS ONLY BEGUN!
I want to be the hero’s only chance. The hero that’s just so sublime, within me. I want that hero to have no choice, but only ONE fixed destiny, take it or perish in its quest. On a lonely November midnight, I let the full moon burn, to burst into flames, in a vain attempt of a resurrection. A moment of glory has been my survival instinct till now. I yearned for that silence that none has heard till now. I have desired the undesired, but is it the undesirable?
What is life? – Life is water.
What is the motive of life? – To quench the thirst.
Why are we alive? – To drink this water.
You know
who you are, and you're pretty darn comfortable
with yourself.Like everyone, you struggle with
the parts of yourself that aren't so great...But
you're good at accepting who you are and not
dwelling on your faults. As a result, you're confident,
optimistic, and very real.
I like your words – they’re beautiful.
thanx stanelysoupfender…. welcome to my blogosphere….
sauvik