Bharath Nandibhatla

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Bharath Nandibhatla (Landlocked Sailor)

Loves wordplay and is obsessed with puns. (Quite a sickening obsession) Writing is catharsis when in crisis. A deep passion, every other time. Most of my works are fiction. Please don't ping me asking if I'm fine. :/

www.seethehologram.wordpress.com

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I write in black
over a white paper.

A colour that 
absorbs everything
over a colour that 
reflects everything.

Do me a favour, will you?

Absorb what I write,
like the colour of this ink.
Reflect on what you read,
like the colour of this paper.

Let's make a spectra-cular collaboration. You in? #PerksOfBeingAWallpaper #6 Writing about each of the wallpapers that YourQuote provides, built-in. Check the handle out for more of these.

5 SEP AT 1:39

Dear Mr.Lonely,

One day,
you'll have her.
She'll light up
your life, forever.

Till then,
I'll light up 
your evenings,
here, in the café.

Yours brightly,
Lamp on the wall.

Perks of being a wall-lamp. #PerksOfBeingAWallpaper #5 Writing about each of the wallpapers that YourQuote provides, built-in. Check the handle out for more of these.

4 SEP AT 19:49

You don't bring
a marble to life
by carving a statue
out of it.

You just shape 
it to your liking.

Marbles can be 
carved into statues.
Not grown.

Lifeless forms are easy to mould. #PerksOfBeingAWallpaper #4 Writing about each of the wallpapers that YourQuote provides, built-in. Check the handle out for more of these.

3 SEP AT 19:23

I stare at those hills
that we hiked together.
You liked the snow,
and the chill.
I liked being with you,
and your warmth.

Now though,
you're cold.
And the snowcaps 
on those hills are melting.

Seasons, you see.
You were bright as summer.
I showered love.
You froze into a winter-heart.

And I'm a walking tornado now.

Seasons, for a lack of reasons. #PerksOfBeingAWallpaper #3 Writing about each of the wallpapers that YourQuote provides, built-in. Check the handle out for more of these.

2 SEP AT 21:21

It's not about your answers.
It's about those questions 
you never chose to answer.

That's where 
you messed up!

Rants of a sailor! Can't help, but rant over the low tides. PC: Me

1 SEP AT 14:33

It's snowing here today.
Reminded me of you.
A wide expanse of white,
a merry vibe about it,
cold, stings, 
like a frost bite.

Snow knows nothing. #PerksOfBeingAWallpaper #2 Writing about each of the wallpapers that YourQuote provides, built-in. Check the handle out for more of these.

31 AUG AT 18:59

There was once a
landlocked sailor,
all lost and weary.
Deserted.

He kept walking,
his legs inches deep,
in sand, seemingly 
a quicksand.

Many mirages on his way,
none to quench his thirst.
There it was, an oasis?
He rejoiced, at the sight of water.

It was an ocean,
as he realised later.
The sand wasn't 
from the desert,
but from the bay.

The sailor no longer sails,
he flies over this ocean.
The ocean gave him wings,
and a merry song he sings:

Happy Birthday to YOUrQuote.
The tides here are HARSH,
but not when on my boat.

Harsh Snehanshu A very happy birthday to the father and the baby.

29 AUG AT 17:00