Does love even exist?
I'd like to know if its out there.
The people who say they love me really don't at all.
After all...what is love?

And his eyes were brown
His lips were pink
His skin was soft
And I couldn't breathe
...
I still cant breathe

I try to concentrate on my books and studies,
I try to laugh with my friends and buddies
I try to read and watch movies with tears,
I try so hard to get through the years
But for one reason, or another I once knew,
My thoughts always catch me thinking of you

indie music
dancing shoes
indie music
doesn't cure blues
it starts them

indie music in the rain
indie music standing in trains
indie music for the deranged

indie music for the off-genre-ed
indie music for the off-centered
indie music for mis-fits
that aren't actually
misfits

indie music for the masses
indie music with glassless
eyeglasses
indie music for the misunderstood
or maybe that's all music...

indie music
dancing shoes
indie music
inspires blues

today is one of those days
when i
come unstuck
at the seams of
where i am joined to myself
they split open with a

*pop

pop

pop*

and so there is
a hole nobody knows about
--not one that hurts
but one that is sure to sear
my dreams tonight

- Vijayalakshmi Harish
   26.06.2013
   Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish

there's something weird
about how the clouds turned dark
when my heart fell into pieces
and i thought that maybe,
the only reason why skies
turn dark, is because they feel
the same way as i am

a teardrop fell from my eyes
and right from that moment,
the rain began pouring and pouring
i clapped my hands against my ears
and shut my eyes tightly;
i was never going to like the rain
*ever again