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I am my own confinement and sense of freedom. Who am I is the quest and the result is a life lived in finding answers. I am constantly overwhelmed by my curiosity. I am always in pursuit, on the verge of arriving at that one big answer that can simplify my life. I am sucker for good food, great conversations and exclamation marks( when i type out, I mean). At the end of it all, I am a woman still incomplete.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

The eleventh hour!


In the midst of a tumble din; you are the stability in every step…
In the wee's of a drunken nigh, you r my desire to reach home
How I miss your smell around, my world clogged with nothing much
How I miss the sight and sound of your grey wonderland

You have filled in my memory depths
With thoughts impinged on to the tremors
The life that I have lived thus far,
I have lived in a night in your arms.

Toes curled, lost in thoughts
The sheets engulfing me aren’t that warm
The moment you enter my sanctum
I burn in flames, cold.

The dirt under my feet
My battered cells
Half-burnt flames
In my shallow hell

Too weary to walk
Life seems far away
But in the last mile
Just round the turn

I come to know that
Heavens shall forever evade me
For I breathe in you,
My elixir for a life.