Revolving You meet them again On your bed, in your ceiling They are everywhere In your silence The silence of screams, of hatred Of love Dried Trapped Revolving
could you pls tell us what you had in mind when you penned this ... i have my own explanation... but then the name doesn't fit the jigsaw .. and also i tht it will be grt to know the poet's own version
thanks for visiting... Im not very good at parphrasing my lines :)... how about you telling me what you made of them?... besides, interpretations vary... thats what makes language so deceptive...
bhitu grapherbabur experience - dont stand for too long on the threshold if the door is revolving around a central axis. you will reach the same old place facing the same old shit.
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nice picture.
liked the whole hazy-ness in it and the unconnected words that followed.
you write well (this is the first time i am reading this blog )
@Astraeus...thanks for visiting and commenting... although my words are hardly disconnected...
hi , mi first visit as well ...
could you pls tell us what you had in mind when you penned this ... i have my own explanation... but then the name doesn't fit the jigsaw .. and also i tht it will be grt to know the poet's own version
@Stuntman Mike...
thanks for visiting... Im not very good at parphrasing my lines :)... how about you telling me what you made of them?... besides, interpretations vary... thats what makes language so deceptive...
bhitu grapherbabur experience - dont stand for too long on the threshold if the door is revolving around a central axis. you will reach the same old place facing the same old shit.
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