BITTERNESS
like strangers, anticipating first move
each time looking, and looking through
that unworded powerplay
it hurts.
what is the need naming the bond
when the names are jeers
to be rascalled ripped ravaged
it hurts.
closeness- distanced -your efforts pay
mine fail
you win
i lose
it hurts.
Like the hollowest the lonliest of shells , in need of wind to create music we wait and what is essayed by the nasty wind is sheer cacophony. I DONT WANT IT
About Me
- Chop, grate, batter,mash,diluteanddrain
- A starry eyed girl with dreams, aspirations, hopes ,obligations ,beliefs ,limitations ,values, tribulations .iam just human. just you. Also, iam just what is not you.You decide.Your thoughts shall formulate my being ,atleast in ur mind if not in mine , but the fact is dear it just does not matter what/who iam or does it??yes ?..think again.
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>> hello mr David , u dont know me, can call me a fan. i was browsing google images for women caricatures for my orkut profile!!.. and.. found a painting by you .. dont know what have u titled it but i found myself in it . do reply if u dnt want it to be used publicaly like that. <<
Answer: You may NOT use any of my copyrighted artwork for your own use. Thanks for asking. --David
ah! ok
Hmmm...
vats there in ur heart is a guarded secret, coming once in a while through these words...
Wont say much...
Take care...
p.s: welcome back.
@ deepti -thanks for welcome sweets and it d be highly appreciated if u commented on the art, rather than the author
well this is really great..they make sense beyond being skillful arrangement of words
a powerful expression,precisely knit!!a serious work alka!!!a sense o conflict is evident...poetryat war wi tranquility!!cheers
the shell makes music ....i hear it when i take it up...wipe the sand around it..and put it near my ears....it gives me a music which touches my soul , nourishes it...cleanes it..it spiritual...a small shell does wonders...little does it know!!!
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