I want words to paint it tungsten,to char my fingertips,to have darkness around me,to look at the sun..I want words to agonize,to rake my fingernails down your back,to create names,to stop the rain,to humour and have glowworms by my bedside..I want words to die in love,to wish for green umbrellas out of the empty nothings,to light the last cigarette of the day..I need words to drown in yesterday's ocean,to scream,to embarrass,to be vain..
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All my good wishes to you..may you have hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia...:-)
"to drown in yesterday's ocean"----kudos to the one who can write that, as always beautiful and the characteristic jerky flow yet a lazy elegance...keep writing
very nice flow of words...they are so fluid and effortless!
I had once done this glass painting, which looked so much like this photograph you have posted. Except that it was colourful, of course.
Very nice post :)
thankoo people.
=)
the picture was the consequence of boredom and sleeplessness.and rukmini me wants to see that glass painting.no,seriously.
the picture, just a snap of a simple plant and it could not have been better. the words express more because of it and the post indeed has a swing of originality that is somberly put to perfection. all in all it's a beautiful coordination of pen and camera work..
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