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!

A boulevard of broken thoughts..

Scribbled by Bharath C On February 21, 2010
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Twist your arm!

Hold a hammer with your muted hand,
There is nothing charming about this wall,
There is noting here to keep me amused,
I am bored with it,
I want to say I am finished,
And have you agree,
With my Pastels.

Your breath I mean,
What could you have been thinking?
Put your two hands close together,
And pretend them to be mine.
You might be disappointed,
But,there is no solace -
No consolation in getting it right
No matter how soft the colours return to you.

Then, I tried to paint,
I force my fingers to make a fist
But oh! - they refuse to bend..
They simply refused their mark.
I then reach for the colours,
There were none on my pallet,
I reached for other colours,
And there I found RED...
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