Red sand flowed through the desert rivers.It sprang from a child who lied in tatters.Tattered was his face.Tattered was his bust.And everything else that told youhe was one of us. Tattered was the soul of the desert.Tattered was the essence of humanity.Naked, yet arrogant we were.Shameless we went on without pity. Oh convenience! Thou artContinue reading “Perpetually Cursed”
My day issurreaL, sloWfluctuatinG betwEEnreaListic dReams anddReamY reaLitYwaitiNg fOrtHe harD knoCk ofhUnger and nEEdto wAke me uP fRommY Self Indulgence andEGOTISM… — the day of 6 October 2003.
Meander outon your lovely little feet.Feel the affectionate breezecaress your beautiful face.Let your kind gazefall upon the grateful sky.Behold!Your reflection! –first written on 9 December 2003.
Sometimes itsraining, dark, chilly and gloomy.But you feelit couldn\’t have been any more beautiful.You sensehappiness and warmth inside…You have just seenthe Sun of your life. — First written on 27 December 2003.
The shot rang outlike…It didnt ringanymore.When you cohabitwith bullets,you seldom heartheir shreiks.Only the fortunate,they restin peace within.Splattered bloodonly cooled my facecoz it had chilled the daythe child was borntothe bloodlands of Sudan. — First written sometime in September 2004.
Oh lord, kill me today,but kill her too,so that both our soulsare liberatedto spend the eternitytogether… This cage of a bodydoesn\’t promise meher handher loveher everything everytime everywhere. I can\’t diebefore her.And she can\’tleave me alone hereeven for a moment. Kill her today, but,kill me too,so that out of the boundsof these bodies,we spend eternitytogether…
He was looking at her feet. She was looking at his eyes.She tried to hide her feet. He looked at her eyes looking at him.She quickly looked away. He quickly looked away.Both of them looked as if neither had seen anything. And all the while he was there, she didn\’t knowContinue reading “Eyes and Feet”