About Me

!nversed Poignancy!

...I am an eclectic amalgamation of many seemingly paradoxical things. This can be exemplified in both my seemingly endless persistance on many topics and arguments, as well as my careful cautiousness on other topics and arguments. This is largely due to how astute I am of the topic: more knowledge, more persistant; less knowledge, obviously more cautious. I also have times of obsessive compulsions regarding certain things (mostly just my thoughts, however)...

Life and Death

!nversed Poignancy!

Life

An assembly

Possibly impossible

Perfectly interchangeable..

Death

That lives most upright

Beyond the unspoken

Neither a squiggle nor a quibble..

She and Me

!nversed Poignancy!

She

A daffodil

Tyrannizer of me

Breaking the colors of dusk!..

Me

The rising sun

Infringed with violations

The impurity in the salt..

Love and Poetry!

!nversed Poignancy!

Love

A puerile desire

Buried in the heart

Never leaves..

Poetry

Sentimentally melodramatic

Cursively recursive

My thoughts idiotic!

Behind the shadows...

Scribbled by Bharath C On August 15, 2008



Ouch!
A Big Push...
...trrrrahhh...

I opened the closed portal..
Closed it was..a long time ago..

No soul seemed to dwell there
Abandoned it was by the passage of time.

A Cream of dust covered all the cabinets .
The anarchic's had settled down
This old, was her new..

Her canvases covered
With roofs and walls
As a tapestry
Light and transparent.

The plants were killed
The aroma of mold flooded all over.

..Suddenly..
--Swish!!--
Was that a wandering ghost that passed by??
When the light was squarely in the dark stays.
Darn!
I guess it was my imagination
May be I played a bad pass.

There was no life,
Only the sound of wind had survived
In these moments of solitude and sadness,
Carried by a sentimental impulse,
Until desire of some ghost materialize
Not a soul to talk with me!

..Plrnrrrr..

I closed the door trap
And left abroad.
There was darkeness, a sheer one
And then a complete silence reigned,

Almost sepulchral.
The wind had stopped
The birds no longer chirped.
I felt cold.
The vicinity sounded bells marking the hour of twilight.

A shadow crossed my path,
Floated and blended among the trees.
A sense of unreality gripped me.

And then I realized
That,
I too was a shadow and floated.
And Nobody saw me.
There.
.
.



-15-08-2003
Had written this ages ago!
A blast form the past, i must say..
Celebrating this write's 5th B'day!
Lolz!!

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