things that i want,may be

things that i want,may be

A Poem by Alicante lullaby

My hands reeked of the love that i have been making to myself...my fingers are self annhilatory ,they somehow know how to stew me in my body's own currents...

i'm ill at heart and i want all things to be like those Fauvism styled paintings...stark and strong coloured how they want to impose their own own beliefs of time and space and life and reality on you.

Searching for truth hurts,impressionism just isn't   my forte...

i want you,i want black and white and self manifestating and i want us (and the world and these low roofed karachi restaurants) to be a little less abstract.

© 2011 Alicante lullaby


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If only our hands could satisfy, our fingers point the way

Posted 13 Years Ago


You have such a style, all your own and different .. love your writings.
This is brilliant.

Chloe

Posted 13 Years Ago


stunning. great stuff

Posted 13 Years Ago


Yes, we all do, don't we but then gone are the days when the world was filled with absolutes. Now there are shades of gray everywhere.But then it is good that you are writing about it. Someday maybe the world will change again.Amen to that.

Posted 13 Years Ago


you make me think, you make me wonder... and that is something i don't do often... hasti ke is saraab mei raat ki raat bas rahe,
subah e adam hua numood paaon utha jo ho so ho...

Posted 13 Years Ago


I want to live in your glass for a day~ your mind . . . . rich and exotic orchards~

Posted 13 Years Ago


hold that pose

Posted 13 Years Ago


@Emily; I doubt it. She's too lazy for that :P
@Review: I love the expressions, great start :) But the point is simple enough. Indecision and Weakness of the Age.
People are indecisive of what they want. And so is the world. So nothing is black or white. Everyone tries to follow others and mimic them.
Result; An abstract world...

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
~Oscar Wilde~

Posted 13 Years Ago


someday you will change the world

Posted 13 Years Ago



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