Monday, January 7, 2008

wanting to make sense of these feelings...

Deceit

Feels like that drizzle in a hot day
When you say things and make it seem so true
And you look at me with straight gaze
That drop of rain feels like fever in the making..


Pain

That sudden touch of flaming iron on my lap!
Sends my reflexes to crazy spin
Oh how awful even to move..
Worst part is waiting for the sore to heal…..


Loneliness

When I look out , i saw only the hazy white horizon..
Wishing to see that black smog
Well, bring my thoughts far from me
where it’s not just me and this rather cold day…


Longing

All’s in my imagination….
Your voice is heard banging me throughout
Your face, all I see in the people around me…
Crazy!! How I want to own your everything…

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