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 Dec 2014 Tobias Engkvist
nivek
I gathered it all up into a ball
and threw it into space
While introspecting
I came closer, to myself
Being distanced
I forgot the language
In which scripts were written
Became myopic
And veered farther
Enjoying being away
Lost in the din
Never realizing
I was being swept away
From myself
While my soul yearned
For a rendezvous
I was oblivious
Seduced by the glib talkers
Became gullible
And yielded to the manipulations
Was a hallucinating ride
In the scariest roller coasters
Mind in a jumble
Entangled in the web of lies
Now, I have come back
From the brink of oblivion
To myself
Once more to listen
To my soul and heart
A union
After a struggle
My past cursed me as it met you lately,
And It told me henceforth you are my life,
Even if this is a curse I feel and live it as a boon.

Time is travelling eternally but I want it to stop at this moment when I have seen you..
Please time,do not follow me when I am with her.
If you are not with me,I am not there myself,
Even If I conquer the world,it wouldn't be on par with the pleasure I revelled in from loving you.
The oblique drizzling drops are piercing and drenching the life within me..which is me.
It is because of you this unbearable sweet pain.

breezed into my heart when I inhaled,but don't elude me when I exhale...
You are staring at me as if you haven't influenced me,
Love for you has erupted from nothing or perhaps from staring at your eyes.
Don't fill yourself with past,live in this moment.
I am dwelling in the dreams and the waking life is telling me that the truth is in the path of loving you..and it is showing to me as a dream.
If I call this as love,then it would be diminished before this sweet pain of loving you....
You had me at the realisation that the pain is sweet and the pain is an inseperable byproduct of love...as I love you,I also love the pain that comes along with that.....
-The moment you stop wanting it, you will have it
-The moment you stop planning, your life will begin
-To be happy, you must stop saying you will achieve it after a goal
-Forcing will not help what's meant to be a falling into placement
BROOK IS LIKE THE SMOKE FROM INCENSESTICK
YOU ARE LIKE AN ABSTRACT SOFT CURVE
I AM,
LIKE A RIPPLE, TO TRANSMIT THE TIDAL SURGE.
CANVAS AND BRUSHES EVER HANG TO THE EASEL OF LIFE.
* * *** * *
IN THE PENANCE-- I AM....
COMPOSING THE COLORFUL TUNES
SPREADING THE FRAGRANT EMOTIONS
CARRYING THE SPARK OF FIRE ON THE HEAD OF DREAMS.
* * *** * *
IN THE PROVIDENCE-- YOU ARE
LIKE THE UN-TAMED POEM
LIKE THE UNRULY VOYAGE
LIKE A BOAT- LIKE A SONG- BEYOND MY URGE--
LEAVING ME BEHIND-- YOU ARE
TOO FAR---- TOO LONG---- WHY? WHY SO?
* * *** * *
WHY AM I LIKE AN ANCHORED EMOTION?
STUCK IN THE AUTUMN BUSH ON THE BANK OF BROOK
MY LORD... MY LOVE
HOW TO WELCOME YOU ?
NEAR THE RIVER-MOUTH WITH ALL MY SENSES--
SENSES SO ANCIENT,,, SINCE
THE FIRST MOON-BEAM KISSED THE MAIDEN NIGHT.
* * **** * *
WHY YOU ARE THE UN-TAMED POEM?
WHY I AM AN ANCHORED EMOTION?
MY LORD.............? MY LOVE...........?
My heart is slipping up my throat and my eyes are half open
my stomach is ecstatically quivering
I'm high off a smile and my toes are tipped
Blissed-out
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