Desperately trying to mend the glass of the golden frame containing our picture, I sit by the window looking out into the world. The world which seemed beautiful when your hand's touch comforted me at ugly times.
You always said that its insanity to hate all roses, if you got pierced by one thorn. But. . . when the thorn cuts you deep, and the roses disappear.. do you have a choice?
when thorns cut me, i eat the rose petals
ReplyDeletePS. Why do you want to clarify???
ReplyDeleteI dont think we do :(
ReplyDeleteunless you take the Chris way :)
There was no need of the P.S. baby.. it SAYS fiction :D
ReplyDeleteanyway, I like the central idea, hmm... but then I LOVE you.. so, then you know how much I like w/e u have written!
:-)
Geez ..Posts coming thick and fast from ya ...Me likes it though... :P
ReplyDeleteDark and beautiful as always :)
beautiful words and extremely intense... just the way i like it
ReplyDelete@chris
lolz... :P
yeah it is insanity but we are all but human!
ReplyDeletelook for meadows then kiddo
ReplyDeletewell in that case..we just can wait for...time to heal....
ReplyDeletetat was profound dear
intense and intense.. loved the thought behind it :) :D first time here, going to be back again :)
ReplyDelete@ Chriz,
ReplyDeleteI pity the roses in that case! =)
Btw. Your curly wurly hair pic is cute ! =P
@ Rakesh,
ReplyDeleteBecause people often ask me abt the tag.
@ Arv,
ReplyDeleteEven I'm definite abt it..leaving Chriz as an exception that is!
@ Express,
ReplyDeleteAaawww,Shatab!
Thanks a zillion! =*
@ Anurag,
ReplyDeleteI know..!!
Feeling restless at the fact that I've made such less posts in the past 2-3 months!
@ Phoenix,
ReplyDelete=)
Thnx..!!
@ Divya,
ReplyDeleteExactly!
To be insane is so human..
@ Mayz,
ReplyDeleteFarmers cut them off. =P
PJ.. :)..
ReplyDeletethnx!
@ Shravan | ശ്രവണ്
ReplyDeleteWould be glad to have you back..
thnx.
ahan :P
ReplyDeleteno comments :D
Accepted ! =D
ReplyDeleteHi, landed on ur blog thru google reader...I must say an awesome blog! Loved lots of ur posts esp. the poem "she lived", really touches something deep within.
ReplyDeleteJust subscribed to ur blog, will visit more soon.
There isnt just the rose in the flower family you knw !
ReplyDeleteI'd look for the tulips instead.
:)
You know this little thing reminded me of this statement i made about a month ago...
ReplyDeletei was gifted silver by someone...and when all of that ended up in a nightmare...i told him that I was allergic to silver.
PS:I am still allergic
:)
Loved it..
Take Care
woww...beautifully penned 55f dear. :)
ReplyDeletena i guess we dont have a choice then.. sad sad :(
ReplyDeletewen the roses disappear, rem their red bloom...when tht picture disappears rem their sweet fragrance, when the fragrance remains no more, keep the mark of the cut as its remembrance!!!
ReplyDeleteI knw, am not making ne sense but it's been that type of week:(
its dark but beautiful :)...nicely done sis :)..
ReplyDeleteurs..hemu..
kid your appear so matured in your post
ReplyDeletewhy so?
@ Kanupriya,
ReplyDeleteGlad to hear tht!
Thanks a lot..
@ Cinderella,
ReplyDeleteOptimism surely rules. :)
@ Shruti,
ReplyDelete=)
thnkyew.
@ Preetilata,
ReplyDeleteThankyou,dearie!
@ TPo,
ReplyDelete=(
@ Cn,
ReplyDeleteOver dose of optimism ha? =P
Thnx Hemz..
ReplyDelete@ Joi,
ReplyDeleteUmmmmmmm.. ?
I prefer the glass to be half full, yeah:)
ReplyDeleteThats something of an issue to think seriously!! lolzz, you are true itz hate that replaces the roses then! :)
ReplyDeletehey gud one..
ReplyDeletehow r u..long time..
//(*Ps- Do not get misled by the tag "when you're in love".. its the love for a friend I'm talking about)
ReplyDeleteHaha now you are making it sound more like the page 3 "We are just friends" gossip.
Before reading it, I swear I didn't get any such ideas ;)
@ Cn,
ReplyDeleteKnow you do. =)
@ Diya,
ReplyDelete:)
@ Nirmal,
Heyy! I've been good. You tell me/?
@ Stupid,
ReplyDeleteYea. I'm related to one of them. xD Ftw.
Thankyou anyway! :D