you place a moonflower
inside my chest
your lips tastes of
cigarettes and menthol
tripping on my tongue
you smudge smoke
on your palm to streak
kohl in my eyes
and your restless fingers
pronounce shades of
black on my skin
leaving my body
in a flame
silent and airborne ~
Poem in the Caption...-
White noise hurts me.
It messes me up
A frustration I can't get rid of.
The silence before you came
into my life
was much better.-
More than the usual notion of white noise, it's the sensibilities that really count.
Criticism is as you keep it in your head.
//Critics//-
Non-stop broadcast on the idiot box
interrupted by white noise
Rain comes as a much needed respite
from my chattering mind-
White noises
with silent echoes.
I don't know
which melody
you're talking about
when my ears
only hear the mourning.
-
As we grow older, it takes stronger blows from reality to wake us up from oblivion
-
You can go on complaining,
or stop and realise,
even rainfall has white noise in background.
-
Come let us forget the real
world in the white
noise of our heart beat!-
In a world of white noise, often sublime,
my time is the only thing that stays mine.
-
Rainy Cravings
Rainy days are sometimes too full,
Sometimes emptier still,
A white noise that the engulfs the soul,
In embrace nevertheless,
Wishing and whispering,
Inescapable truths about lies,
Wringing the senses dry,
Till nothing remains,
But the basic of instincts,
A craving for you.-