sweet
slightly sour
heady
addictive
'...'
depressing
feel it
like a small prick
constant
like parting a curtain of fog
looking at scenes
a hazy play
like a unforgettable dream
dreamt in awakenness
awake yet asleep
like sunshine
warming the face
unseen
felt
like a feather
slowly stroking your back
like a rivulet of ice cold water
down your warm belly
lingering
pleasurable
tantalising
nostalgia
i miss u...
slightly sour
heady
addictive
'...'
depressing
feel it
like a small prick
constant
like parting a curtain of fog
looking at scenes
a hazy play
like a unforgettable dream
dreamt in awakenness
awake yet asleep
like sunshine
warming the face
unseen
felt
like a feather
slowly stroking your back
like a rivulet of ice cold water
down your warm belly
lingering
pleasurable
tantalising
nostalgia
i miss u...
5 comments:
I loved it...nothing else to say...absolutely wonderful...
:::dear vrinda:::
:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)
ur words paint a picture.. a clear one at that. u could paint with as much ease as u write. try it!
a respite, a whiff of cool breeze on a rather sunny sweaty day. so much for my writing!
real nice
:::dear sonal:::
i think you have potential. why dont you start writing?? ill be waiting for a new blog... and oh yeah.. please let me know when you do start one!
its deep and sincere. nostalgia is plainly indescribable.and yet you have successfully crafted it into a poem!
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