I felt the burn on my tongue
As I kissed your fingertips
to ease the pain.
I guess that’s what we are
You’re my fire
And I’m your propane

during the evening after tea,

we wondered who had invented the chair,

so that we can sit, so, and sew.



perhaps the rock was too hard,

nothing to support the back,

properly.



period drama would be

oddly different without the chair.



the conversation moved on to

pumpkins, these days, and

noises made by porcupines.



seems Barry went to see the

capybara too.



sbm.

Freedom, freedom they shout,
freedom, freedom they say.
Obsessed with freedom!
Freedom, freedom night and day.

They have erected and they
show large statues of freedom.
Freedom, freedom they sing like
hymns and ever beat the drum.

Bombings, theft and dacoity
disguised in the name of freedom.
Killings, torture, **** all are fine,
just shout freedom, freedom.

But are they themselves free?
handful rule them with a glee.
People of money and media and
walls of prejudice and lies I see.

Few have taken them as hostage
and they've made world unfree.
I pray for their freedom so that
entire world becomes free.

I've always been slightly obsessed
with the human mind.
It just fascinates me.

How is it that one second
a person can be a stranger.
And yet, one second later,
they become your whole life.

I'm not sure if it's the way you first looked at me,
like for once in my life
I was being looked at and not through.
Or maybe it's how you made me feel like finally,
I wasn't so alone.

It's been 625 days
since that first look.
And I am happier than ever.

For you, I would wait forever
If it meant eventually
getting to spend the rest of my days
With You.

Finally at Peace.

I've always been slightly obsessed
with the human mind.
It just fascinates me.

How is it that one second
a person can be a stranger.
And yet, one second later,
they become your whole life.

I'm not sure if it's the way you first looked at me,
like for once in my life
I was being looked at and not through.
Or maybe it's how you made me feel like finally,
I wasn't so alone.

It's been 625 days
since that first look.
And now I'm right back where I started.

Transparent.

personally, i don't believe in god.
but i respect,
          sometimes even envy the people who do

i can't imagine
what it would be like
to have such a deep trust in something
something you can always fall back on,
something completely and utterly reliable,
something you can praise or blame
for anything and everything

it must be wonderfully comforting
to think that you have all of those somethings
in this world