Showing posts with label Fight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fight. Show all posts

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Hated hopes


I stare vacantly at my cat print pajamas while I sit directly under the fan drying my damp hair. My mobile's charging in a corner. Strands of hair circle the corner of the room - my own tumbleweed. I turn to look at my computer screen. No updates on my FB home page or on your twitter. I think about how my cold war with you is not working out. I know you noticed, just as I know you are growing to be stubborn. This time I'm not going down. What you did was wrong and I refuse to initiate any conversation.

A part - prophetic quote descends as a new story on my FB home page -

Apologizing doesn't always mean that you're wrong and the other person is right. It just means that you value your relationship more than your ego


Yeah, Right! What else does that mean? You apologize when you are wrong. Else you don't. And right now, I'm waiting for you to do just that.
Draft auto saved at 7:17pm

I shall post something on twitter or FB. Obviously you check that more than you notice me sitting right across you. I shouldn't be leaving hints - You have to be an idiot if you don't know why I'm angry by now. But I guess you are. Else you wouldn't have done what you did.
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Hmmpf. False alarm. That was just a marketing call. Now, what shall I post?
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Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Sounds of silence


Buildings withdraw on either side
Lights flash and flee 
There's the music on again.
Beats and voices rhythmic and recurring
You tap and hum
sing and drum
there's honking and
occasional cursing.
Motors and tires
roar and screech.
There's talking and laughter
on the radio.
Its contained, echoed,
deflected.
Chimeric Shadows
blotch face contours.
the road continues to slip beneath tires.
A lonely sodium orange witnesses
my return.
We stop and
All i remember
up my stairs
is how our silence sounds.



Thursday, January 12, 2012

Things to say

I can talk about the moonlight
Twas Beautiful - sitting under the starry sky.
I can talk about the breeze.
It was gentle ,
Neither too warm or cold -Just right.
I can talk about the music.
It was loud, but it was alright.
I can talk about the food.
not many options but it was good.
I can talk of the ambiance
Near the pool - about 10 people max.
Left alone, none to bother.
It was perfect actually.
Well almost.
Don't ask me why?
I dont wanna talk about you.