Friday, March 31, 2006

THE MISSED FRIEND

Meet a friend of mine who is also a fierce foe. Who juggles while doing a tightrope act in mid air. Who clowns around in the midst of something dramatically sad and vice versa. Who is able to leap tall buildings at a single bound. Able to make you forget about all regrets at the same instance recalling all the bad memories of the past. Shake the hand of this friend of mine who is the real serial killer. The asssasin and also the mirror who lies behind the truth. A friend, an artist who is able to modify looks according to one`s likes or dislikes. A master sculptor with such precision tools that erase away the pain of wounds and turn them into beautiful romances of the stones. A giant. A mountain and a grain of sand. A shapeshifter this friend of mine is, who disappears in the darkness of the night. Who blends into droplets and falls along when it rains. Meet the abominable, the everlasting, the fantastic. Shake hands before the opportunity is lost. Who shall definately be missed when gone. A friend of mine, the amazing time factor!

Thursday, March 09, 2006

THE MOTH II

Home is where the heart is, some people say. Where is your heart little moth? Wondering in awe at every neon that glitters from a hot, steamy night till the cold misty morning. Just listen to the dogs that bark at every shadow with the same voice. Long and full of sarcasm. Nobody cares. Drunk with fiery eyes that never sleep. They will only take everything and then break you. Leaving you with nothing but emptiness.

When will the journey end or does it matter at all? Close your eyes and be at peace with yourself and forever end the ellusive quest. Come back home and be cuddled under a warm blanket of dreams while you sleep. Come home tonight.
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