Wednesday, December 31, 2014

31.12.14

sab kuch chheen le gaya wo,
dost jis fakir ko bula baitha mein.

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

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Same old (new).
Wishing I weren't.

Monday, December 29, 2014

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It'd be great to have a night where I don't really have to cry myself to sleep.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Matryoshka

breakfast with a queen, of porridge and tea. memories of a time, the life force that sustains me.

Of One

This image, so beautiful yet painful, so hopeful yet crushing, lingers, in waking and slumber.
Vivid and clear as if it were in front of me.