tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4227694655375092112024-03-06T12:43:07.585+05:30The Privy LotusThe Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-68800930775556534622015-03-08T19:25:00.000+05:302015-03-08T19:25:14.002+05:30Chasing vapours<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
if time has taught me anything,<br />
i suppose it should be that i cannot blame you<br />
how does one light a candle to nonchalance?<br />
i'm not able to clearly express on most days<br />
i'm on shaky earth. that i will say is you.<br />
i was immovable, just yesterday.<br />
just after midnight,<br />
a far off lighthouse guided no ships<br />
and in the still of an almost desolate black sand beach<br />
no guarantees in place<br />
just a 'connection' was made<br />
that could easily be undone.<br />
we are strangers now<br />
and while you let everyone go,<br />
early alzheimers<br />
i didn't know my fate<br />
and now, when i started feeling again,<br />
i've come undone.<br />
no one to thatch the roof,<br />
but me.<br />
i cannot make you uncomplicated,<br />
to say the least<br />
and yet, i cannot hate</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-78826525673732501192014-03-09T00:50:00.000+05:302014-03-09T00:53:19.778+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
there is something to be said<br />
about him<br />
he, whose hands tremble<br />
he, who noticed you in a room without walls<br />
her tears and mascara make a muck of<br />
good sheets<br />
sheets worn weary of the thoughts of many<br />
laying awake past their time<br />
it is her who adheres to things not said out loud<br />
it is her who sighs when she ought moan<br />
and yet, he chooseth her<br />
it is by first light that he outlines her lips<br />
and she deflects all who may have come before<br />
she hates that he need tremble<br />
before or after.</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-6929599422000919752013-07-11T22:56:00.000+05:302013-07-11T22:56:21.945+05:30to waltz or not to waltz<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I trod too long a path once walked.. <br />
Yes, I have been the fool before<br />
let me be the second to say it<br />
And I have too,<br />
been the jester<br />
they seem to like the latter<br />
but they fail to admit relishing the first<br />
Yes, I shall admit my failing<br />
and then ever so quick<br />
the fall from grace<br />
While you may watch my step<br />
I tell you I watched yesterday instead<br />
that I did not look at yonder<br />
In the fading light<br />
I voiced a concern<br />
But nightfall came before<br />
the dance could be completed<br />
and the music<br />
it beckons me ..<br />
yet..<br />
so I see him in the distance<br />
his hand offered out<br />
to dance the incomplete waltz<br />
of incorrigible utopia<br />
<br /></div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-91717825850445163592013-07-11T12:16:00.000+05:302013-07-11T12:16:36.062+05:30the flay<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And as the day flays<br />
the rest must stay intact<br />
for we must live another day<br />
to gain tomorrows reaping<br />
wear the blinds to a party<br />
of your choosing<br />
and walk backwards into the storm<br />
bring your umbrella to a close<br />
as we bring your memory<br />
my nail polish crackles<br />
and the silver tarnishes<br />
and i walk the path home</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-26900901329691777932013-03-08T23:59:00.001+05:302013-03-09T00:00:56.187+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
a glass cuts into her<br />
while she hovers around yesterday<br />
he lights her memory<br />
while she brings ash to her forehead<br />
thinking the day before<br />
but the smoke lingers<br />
and a scent sets the air alight<br />
reigniting episodes<br />
flicking past and future<br />
all in a blink<br />
<br />
and blood and water align<br />
for one night only<br />
for tomorrow to endure<br />
<br />
xxx<br />
<br /></div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-75222850481061631972013-03-08T01:02:00.001+05:302013-03-08T01:05:51.307+05:30alone tonight<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i hear these voices<br />
the songs<br />
the melody<br />
resonating lyrics<br />
throb my petite heart tonight<br />
they hold meaning<br />
and i allow myself to be naked<br />
and alone<br />
and cry in a quiet corner<br />
<br />
in a parallel universe<br />
you're doing so much better than i<br />
cause you're not alone tonight<br />
it's just me<br />
you have plans<br />
<br />
and i<br />
i should have learned faster<br />
maybe quicker<br />
<br />
some days i think i should<br />
be put down<br />
but these damn songs<br />
those damn lyrics<br />
and all those concerts i never went to<br />
all these tears you will never see<br />
never feel<br />
cause i'm human<br />
to distance myself from you<br />
like you, from me<br />
<br />
maybe it was a lack of mutuality<br />
we should have signed an agreement<br />
for every tear you drew from my well<br />
but i had no terms to offer,<br />
just me,<br />
and i seem to come back empty<br />
three times over now.<br />
<br />
so i turn my pillow<br />
cause they keep going damp<br />
but this song<br />
it does not bring me to close my eyes and sleep<br />
what it does<br />
is<br />
it brings me to close a door<br />
and close my eyes and sleep<br />
three times over.<br />
<br /></div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-34885493846230849512013-02-08T15:59:00.001+05:302013-02-08T15:59:22.442+05:30broken cup<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i fill the cup<br />
i let it break<br />
i fill it up once more<br />
and between the pieces<br />
the pieces of glass<br />
piece together a story, intricate<br />
as time<br />
wrath and love<br />
envy and desire<br />
bleak cup<br />
and now<br />
the piecing </div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-63962012574716064622012-12-07T00:52:00.000+05:302012-12-07T00:52:01.406+05:30ambered flaws<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />
pray me,<br />
i'm flawed<br />
and now amber-ed<br />
hidden in a thicket<br />
pray me,<br />
there shan't be cause<br />
cause<br />
cause to unbed<br />
and yet you break me<br />
and ask to undo, unlearn<br />
and slowly,<br />
i relinquish me<br />
to form the mold<br />
pray me,<br />
there's need for more<br />
and a moss grows<br />
thick<br />
pray me,<br />
am shades of green<br />
am shades of seething<br />
and truly, my offering<br />
is none more<br />
than simple throbs<br />
no money,<br />
no facade,<br />
simple throbs<br />
pray me,<br />
she misses a beat<br />
she doesn't know<br />
it's never enough<br />
pray me,<br />
she bleeds<br />
cause<br />
cause i'm flawed<br />
</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-36605885101740770692012-12-01T22:04:00.002+05:302012-12-01T22:09:41.350+05:30implosion<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
if all your ducks are in a row<br />
you will find the fragments<br />
they tell me<br />
it imploded into a million pieces<br />
and none could find them all<br />
so should we try to piece it<br />
<strike>once</strike>, twice more<br />
they will have said,<br />
do not bother boy<br />
the pieces are strewn<br />
and none could find them all</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-68451287710202262242012-11-29T15:48:00.001+05:302012-11-29T15:48:36.284+05:30In another life..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-4490750705976410402012-11-29T15:45:00.001+05:302012-11-29T15:45:55.232+05:30the straight & narrow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i heard a loud 'thud'<br />
When optimism died<br />
since the day<br />
it's been the straight<br />
and narrow<br />
there's just one route<br />
i don't ask questions<br />
and neither should you, me<br />
when they ask<br />
what has come to pass<br />
fury stews<br />
i slip through the cracks<br />
those that existed from<br />
the word - go<br />
fairy-tale<br />
the December princess<br />
is now bleeding.<br />
there is a hopeless shaped<br />
hole in the ground now<br />
they fill it up<br />
but you see the faint outlines<br />
not enough benzine possibly.<br />
a vial of tempestuousness<br />
is mixed into our morning expresso<br />
patience stirs the pot.<br />
my order is up,<br />
"the straight and narrow, please"<br />
why yes,<br />
polity is still expected</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-36378364771442551552012-11-29T15:11:00.001+05:302012-11-29T15:11:34.891+05:30treacherous you, defiant me<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
you scar me deep<br />
you leave me cold<br />
and you repeat yourself over again<br />
time.<br />
call me by any name<br />
give it a few months<br />
your infatuation will now abbreviate it<br />
when you're not looking.<br />
tomorrow a raft<br />
takes sail<br />
slow<br />
and I am on it.<br />
words cannot suffice<br />
treacherous waft.<br />
Figments undo every yesterday<br />
such loss<br />
when the fire burns out<br />
not a shred<br />
but careless specter.<br />
And you repeat yourself?<br />
now three times over?<br />
time.</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-9553663688978417412012-10-27T19:34:00.000+05:302012-10-27T19:34:26.280+05:30child, take heed<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
child,<br />
i would like to dole advice<br />
before a handful of soil<br />
covers me whole<br />
do not trust a man with wafer-thin lips<br />
they are sealed forever<br />
when you are offered everything<br />
do not take it all<br />
you must work for them<br />
or you will end up with a handful<br />
of<br />
nothingness<br />
child,<br />
everything that crashes<br />
does not always burn<br />
do not trust a man who purses his lips<br />
he is fighting off a rage<br />
do not want for what<br />
was never thine<br />
when you have it, it will flee<br />
before a tune is played out<br />
child,<br />
i cannot teach you everything<br />
life will be your shepherd<br />
but i will be your lighthouse<br />
guiding you home<br />
fruit will be in bounty<br />
i hope you elect<br />
the very brightest<br />
but moreover the strongest<br />
child,<br />
love is a friend and fiend<br />
make of it the best you may<br />
lyrics and poetry will only take<br />
you thus far<br />
the rest of the way you must tread<br />
and most of those days,<br />
alone.<br />
child,<br />
be wary<br />
<br />
child,<br />
you must carry your cross<br />
and keep faith when all about you<br />
have lost theirs<br />
there is a tree rooted<br />
not far from here<br />
that does not come undone<br />
bury your treasures<br />
beneath its glorious earth<br />
it will defy the laws of<br />
math, science and life<br />
</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-53097755855826267602012-10-26T01:53:00.000+05:302012-10-26T01:56:33.445+05:30Musings from the October widow<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
the October widow bemoans<br />
were you not told<br />
why must you stand unarmed<br />
is it me who does not understand you<br />
or you who neglects to infer with me<br />
i believe its all perception<br />
but then again i believed karma too<br />
i was told everything has a grey allotment<br />
my morals are pristine white<br />
my past is pseudo-black<br />
and my thoughts alone<br />
silver-area'd<br />
mapped in my brain<br />
and i offer you now<br />
a sliver<br />
my eyes are a suspect brown forthwith<br />
forgive me my mind lover<br />
yesterday makes me question<br />
today i wished for cows hide<br />
but before i can grow it on<br />
you chide<br />
i see you now<br />
appearance<br />
toned and swelled<br />
both your brains at once<br />
and perhaps<br />
its me<br />
i prep you for the next<br />
i see you off<br />
while i cocoon on<br />
<br /></div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-60828684608020321872012-10-26T01:31:00.001+05:302012-10-26T01:31:13.644+05:30post midnight<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
a faint memory patches through<br />
post midnight<br />
almost every second night<br />
<br />
and the back of my neck<br />
feels a raspy breath<br />
filled with urgency<br />
<br />
my fingers try to hold onto it<br />
when i came to<br />
i remind myself<br />
there's nothing to hold onto<br />
<br />
though the memory is faint<br />
it exists<br />
tearing down my imagination,<br />
my wonder-filled tomorrow<br />
<br />
should you listen<br />
and follow through<br />
you may get to hold onto more<br />
than just a memory<br />
<br />
but post midnight<br />
your body is weak<br />
your mind is weaker<br />
<br />
i need to let the pain<br />
change hands<br />
if for a brief moment<br />
say that rasp is mine<br />
and your body is immersed<br />
in a cold sweat<br />
<br />
you look perplexed<br />
somehow bored<br />
no.<br />
angry.<br />
<br />
and with everything in you<br />
say<br />
you understand<br />
once<br />
<br />
post midnight<br />
every other night<br />
i go back and forth<br />
memory to<br />
existence</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-63916661748588834322012-08-30T17:21:00.000+05:302012-08-30T17:21:03.560+05:30all out<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
i'm all out<br />
you are taking my sanity<br />
<br />
you've left me shriveled <br />
and somehow swollen<br />
and the constant drone<br />
a light blinks<br />
drowning in an empty tub<br />
with a cesspool of memories<br />
and a whiskey bottle<br />
filled with unspoken truths<br />
am in a corner<br />
these remain my possessions<br />
i'm all out<br />
you should remain a waft<br />
that I should have never let in<br />
but my windows stay open<br />
but truly<br />
i say i'm all out<br />
<br />
heart: keep the phone off its hook<br />
but my heart has too much heart<br />
as it turns out</div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-58255005900979208822012-08-23T21:31:00.001+05:302012-08-28T01:07:37.532+05:30rewind please<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />
i want to go back to a different time<br />
where we are different<br />
when things were perhaps<br />
simple<br />
let me rephrase<br />
simpler<br />
i wish to be back to a different timezone<br />
it just felt different maybe<br />
time complicates us<br />
winds our lives<br />
negates us..<br />
<br />
do u remember a quiet alley<br />
of parked cars<br />
just you and me<br />
and pictures of the past<br />
i want to go back<br />
then press pause<br />
and play out everything differently<br />
or better still<br />
be lost in time<br />
no one grows old<br />
<br />
i'm wrapped up in the new you now<br />
everyday we struggle<br />
to see a tomorrow<br />
whatever happened to our childish dreams<br />
the lack of intricate lace on our hearts<br />
to impassioned simplicity<br />
how did i get this delicate?<br />
<br /></div>
The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-86182549125286309842012-04-28T23:55:00.000+05:302012-04-28T23:55:02.636+05:30<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
when you've had enough<br />
it's time to leave<br />
the disco ball may still turn<br />
but the light will never shine on you<br />
baby, it's time to leave.<br />
i share my body<br />
my intimate past<br />
and your hands run over my scars<br />
my bumps<br />
my lackluster stretchmarks.<br />
but you've held another<br />
touched still another<br />
and groped the other<br />
and now it's me<br />
i dull in comparison<br />
on other days you've had your fill<br />
and you close your eyes<br />
saying tomorrow gets better love<br />
but the day after<br />
oh, the days after<br />
we must be vary<br />
and me, am weary<br />
today i stand by nothing<br />
but a lighthouse.<br />
am going in<br />
the ships don't need me tonight<br />
and i don't need them<br />
certainly.</div>The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-62337653075553274212012-04-17T00:25:00.001+05:302012-04-17T00:25:13.741+05:30neat lines<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<br />
i cannot be sure anymore<br />
of where it began and where it may have ended<br />
or not<br />
somehow the words can never tally up<br />
stand in a neat line and have a full stop<br />
you have to say something<br />
you have to end it<br />
but you will not be able to end my sentences<br />
probably that is why<br />
everything stands in disarray<br />
but when was it ever compartmentalized?<br />
when did we draw lines and suggest whose shelf was whose<br />
and what we stacked where<br />
you are indeed of a strange breed<br />
and i do not say this about your parentage<br />
pardon me<br />
come and dream my lovely<br />
how come you stand under the arc again?<br />
where will you be when the earth will move unwittingly<br />
i have no ideas<br />
no passions<br />
and no past glories to live on<br />
and on some days no possessions to live off<br />
no morals to go by<br />
everything is marked in the sand<br />
the river washes dreams away<br />
but you know this<br />
yet you dream<br />
and share your everyday hallucinations<br />
i cannot heal you<br />
my hands are coarse<br />
so lets breathe<br />
lets make amends<br />
<br />
but walk in different directions<br />
we are not of the same breed.<br />
not you. not me.</div>The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-21380524992606986422012-01-19T00:18:00.001+05:302012-01-19T00:30:20.818+05:30baby, i'm a dreamer..<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span style="background-color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i><span style="line-height: 19px;">“</span>There are dreamers, and there are realists in this world. You’d think the dreamers would find the dreamers and the realists would find the realists but more often than not, the opposite is true.</i></span><i style="background-color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">You see, the dreamers need the realists to keep them from soaring too close to the sun.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span style="background-color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><i>And the realists? </i></span><i style="background-color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Well, without the dreamers, they might not ever get off the ground.”<b> </b></i></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">idealism is beautiful, its art</span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">its emo and theatre and romance</span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">all at the same time and pace</span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">it gives one life and movement</span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">and makes u do crazy things</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">It makes you brave and bare</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">all at the same time</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i think we have confused illusions with idealism</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">when have I felt, truly</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Let aside my head and said am actually going to </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">feel?</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"></span><br />
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">There's a childlike notion</span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">The world has conditioned us</span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Us getting up and going to work each day cause we have to survive</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">which we all do </span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">everyone is a mix of both</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><b>- </b>life makes us choose paths</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">So the idealist in me..</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">is going to see France and Italy this year</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">the realist is planning to save and stay in hostels</span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love the sheer romance of it all.</span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span><span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><b><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></b></span></span></div>
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<span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">but my heart wants to live in Europe (<i>she's heard too many stories, read too many books and watches movies way past her bed time</i>)</span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I want to read </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">- i want to travel - and most days? I want to live</span></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="display: block; float: left;"><span style="background-color: #444444; color: white;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">I love that I can choose to get off the ground.</span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> </span></span></span></span></div>
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i acquaint you now ever so casually<br />
with lyrics and tunes<br />
your touch tingles more than it tantalizes<br />
our journey's been etched onto my skin now<br />
i don't need a tattoo to remind me of you<br />
everything intensifies<br />
and my body tightens<br />
thoughts frighten me cause i'm ardent<br />
i'm deep<br />
i'm stubborn<br />
i'm you and what's more is<br />
you're me<br />
how did that ever come to be?<br />
over voicing the last so many years?<br />
i thought i was sharing<br />
instead i was doing more<br />
you know me now<br />
the past has made my skin tougher than yours<br />
made it coarse<br />
and you come along suddenly trying to soothe my scales<br />
your balms are addictive<br />
as is your voice<br />
my throat is closing<br />
and <i>here we go again</i><br />
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there is a clock<br />
we are in it<br />
history knows us by name now<br />
she knows you<br />
she sees me<br />
you said you knew me yesterday<br />
you kissed my hand<br />
you said i blushed<br />
i hear these songs<br />
you've badgered them into my being<br />
i cannot associate music alone<br />
it is you<br />
do not time me<br />
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how do you associate me?<br />
do you see me whole?<br />
do you see all of me? all my facets?<br />
do you see me?<br />
can you still love me?<br />
if yes, then..<br />
<i>here we go again</i><br />
can we go back to the cafe now? to yesterday?<br />
<br /></div>The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-48195294480873294012011-12-12T12:56:00.001+05:302011-12-12T14:17:01.183+05:30chug chug, she pulled away<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
as the train chugs in<br />
for the very last time<br />
we think of the possibilities<br />
the journey that lay ahead<br />
the route that brought me here<br />
everything seems bitter<br />
everything seemingly sweet<br />
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and the sky<br />
it brews up shades of orange<br />
and red and purple<br />
and blue<br />
just for me<br />
just for you<br />
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i hear the whistle blow<br />
i hear a man bellow<br />
"where are you leaving to?"<br />
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the road is open<br />
the horizon is fogged up<br />
romantic almost<br />
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you see what you want to believe<br />
you see the world come together<br />
life is infused into the light<br />
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and as the train chugs in<br />
before i get on. i want to say.<br />
you will not be forgotten.<br />
you are beautiful. you are courageous.<br />
there is a reason i hold you dear<br />
there is a reason i believe in you.<br />
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chug chug<br />
catch my train<br />
don't smoke the dream<br />
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just a salud!</div>The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0Road 16, Andheri East, Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.1136111 72.871388919.0836046 72.831906899999993 19.1436176 72.9108709tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-422769465537509211.post-15865428691409841842011-12-01T12:58:00.001+05:302011-12-01T13:00:01.388+05:30Unbroken, broken.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">i had ideas once too .. i saw the church. i saw the rosa clara dress. lace.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">you could have said</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">only the things you meant</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and mean only the things</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">you did not say..</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish you just didn't stay</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish we could get on</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">like hazelnuts and chocolate</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and i could melt into you each night</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish i was wrong about you</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">wrong in trusting you</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">wrong in holding you upon pedestal</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">on pedestal</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">i was praying a few nights ago</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">on my knees</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and then on my hands</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">my body felt wasted</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and i was drudging for a well</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">i was asking that we could be together</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and i wouldn't have to leave</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">no, you wouldn't have to leave</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">no one gets what's happening</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">no one gets into my head</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><br /></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">"i'm so sorry" they whisper</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">in the corridors</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish i was intuitive</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">i wish i was not fooled</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish i had not drooled</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish i did not ink your name</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and then make you turn</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish i was not nude</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and people did not see me through</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">how i wish we'd just have got on</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">like hazelnuts and chocolate</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">this entire lifetime</span></div>The Privy Lotushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08188635054738050899noreply@blogger.com0Mumbai, Maharashtra, India19.0176147 72.856164418.7774257 72.5403074 19.2578037 73.172021399999991