Rya Ray

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Time around us
hears us
go silent.

गवाही।

22 MAY AT 21:43

You're somebody
I can be my best with,
during the worst
of my times.

Best case-worst case scenario.

19 JUN AT 10:31

You
make
my
dust
settle.

Well.

7 MAY AT 15:27

दो लड़के थे मोहल्ले के
प्यार किया करते थे तुझसे।
तू चिड़िया थी, खुली-आज़ाद सी,
वो मकड़ी के जाले में फंसे पतंगें।
तू अंग्रेजी किताबें पढ़ा करती थी,
वो हिंदी गीत सुना करते थे।

तुम शहर गई,
वो ठहर गए।
ख़ाली से कितने
दोपहर गए।

एक डुबा आया बातें तेरी
रातों की सस्ती जाम में,
एक डूब गया कविताओं में
लिख-पढ़ के तेरे नाम में।

मोहल्ला।

1 SEP AT 20:47

I have come to believe
beautiful things
are beautiful
even when
we don't
understand them.
Especially then.


Light is caught
somewhere between
a particle and a wave,
yet we trust
it enough and say
"Lights will guide you home."

Art with science.

5 AUG AT 21:56


टीस अजब उठती है
तुम्हारे चले जाने पर।
इतना खाली हूँ तो
ये भारीपन क्या है?
और इतना भारीपन है तो
फिर खाली क्या है?

द्वंद्व।

19 APR AT 6:22

Your hands knead
my breasts
like water kneads
lumps of soil
during a violent rain
and it smells like
petrichor on your hands
after you touch
my anxious parts
and both sigh out
each others' names
like clouds
sigh out thunder.

It's raining in Bangalore.

21 MAY AT 0:18

I'll hide songs
in the breeze 
for you to find, 
to make sure
there are
undying things
I leave behind.

Keep looking, okay?

16 JUL AT 15:40

It feels like trying to get my favorite song out of my head and convincing myself I've not been humming it, while I've been humming it all day. Trouble is it's not even close to my favorite song. It's not a song. It's not music. It's the noise silence makes and still manages to have notes both high and low.

Kis se haar rahe hain, pata bhi to chale.

29 JUN AT 22:28

I haven't written in a long time. I've come to realize that even sadness is a healthy sign sometimes. That's not that this is about. Or so I'm hoping. There is going to be a time when all the beautiful things and people in your life will run out. One day, you'll not get up to mow the lawn or you won't get out of bed to make your husband some tea. The grass will grow to wild lengths. Your man will learn to make tea again. Youth is fleeting. You already know that. Our most favorite people are transient. You know that as well. Just that, in this moment, you're alive in a time with the people you love. You've already lost a few. But if you're 24, you've probably met 5-6 people you want to call before you go. Maybe less. But that's not important. This entire thing is pointless. Maybe it's a fucked up way to tell somebody you love them. By telling them you'd like to call them before you go away for good. But isn't the worst kind of sadness unlanguageable? Maybe that's why I've lost my touch with words. It's crap anyway. But at least I can sing you a song. 

"Your lips, my lips. Apocalypse."

Apocalypse.

25 JUN AT 0:02