Thursday, October 25, 2012
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
spasms of shadows pulse the walls inside
you are a pebble in the surge of drawing tide
infinity kills breath with a bluster of wind
everything you are not, you once might have been
-Nausher Banaji
you are a pebble in the surge of drawing tide
infinity kills breath with a bluster of wind
everything you are not, you once might have been
-Nausher Banaji
Through tunnels and doors
you ached you'd be free,
The doors lead to walls
and the labyrinth leads to me
- Nausher Banaji
you ached you'd be free,
The doors lead to walls
and the labyrinth leads to me
- Nausher Banaji
a night pummelled by gales of memory,
spasms of shadows marooned on masonry
a ripple of gasps from behind the curtain
you part them only to enter oblivion
-Nausher Banaji
spasms of shadows marooned on masonry
a ripple of gasps from behind the curtain
you part them only to enter oblivion
-Nausher Banaji
Saturday, January 21, 2012
sitting by the river bed
removing one wet stone after another
washing the blood from memories bled
wiping them clean
throwing them back into the water
windows calling out to windows
rhyming the bruises with the night
in a gallery of dancing shadows
pinned by the moonbeam
blinded by bloodlight
how did i get in here anyway
invisible i am invisible you
the most beautiful face you've see all day
is in the gutter
looking back at you-
Nausher
removing one wet stone after another
washing the blood from memories bled
wiping them clean
throwing them back into the water
windows calling out to windows
rhyming the bruises with the night
in a gallery of dancing shadows
pinned by the moonbeam
blinded by bloodlight
how did i get in here anyway
invisible i am invisible you
the most beautiful face you've see all day
is in the gutter
looking back at you-
Nausher
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