Won't

I never knew I was so tiny.. till today. Being made to realise what a petty thing I am isn't pleasant. I don't push the best I have. I always settle for what is offered to me. What is THROWN at me.

I always took it with grace and thanks. That atleast the broken shoe is still a shoe. But when I see people next to me reject their share and demand more, based on what is nothing but themselves, it angers me to no end. I can kill. I feel very small. Stamped on.

I can't take being stamped on any more. I will explode. I dread the day I do. I don't want to start the rampage. I will cool down after a while. This is just to remind myself of the heat. The heat of self humiliation. Of how I am the only one who takes things at face value. Someone who people don't hesitate to tell the truth to.

I will HURT them. I don't want to. I really don't.

Frame

Under the blue sky,
and the cold moon,
They held hands till the break of dawn
Yes, in the night air,
And in the swirling clouds,
They made love till reason was gone..

Questions

She plunged into his arms and let herself go.

" What makes you so calm around me? Aren't you afraid ? "
" Afraid of what ? Love? Hope? Reason? No "
" Afraid of getting used to what isn't yours. What could go away in a flash. "
" Will you go away ? "
" No I won't. But this doesn't mean I can't be taken away from you. "
" You won't be. And if you are, I'll follow you. "
" That is naive Jane. I love to hold you, but you need to hold yourself too. "
" How much time do you we have together ? "
" I don't know. "

" Lets say we have just today. What would you do ? "
" I'd keep holding you. Loving you. Make every moment count. "
" And lets say that tomorrow you wake up and find me there, waiting and smiling. What will you do then ? "
" I'd hold you tighter. Thank the Gods for letting me touch you again. "

" This is how I live Ethan. This is why I let myself go. "

Music is amazing. I wake up half dead in a stupor but when I hear the exact notes I need to hear, it brings such a wave of calm and energy, it is enthralling !


Respect to all musicians, artists and the world. Some things really make your day :)

Reason

A reason to splurge,
A reason to live,
A reason to take,
A reason to give

A reason to fall,
A reason to know,
A reason to die,
A season to grow

Salt

The two of them sit, hand in hand and look far into the ocean.

"What is Love really?"
"It is what we make it Jane."
"Tell me more. What is love to you?"
"No one can answer that !! Its too complicated!"
"I want to hear. Tell me. "
"Love is... love is passionate. Its subtle.. its not loud. Yes, its definitely not loud. "
"Hmmm.. what is passion then? Isn't passion loud?"
"No."
"Its not?? I always imagined passion to be alive."
"So it is, but its not loud."
"Then.."
"When you look at the ocean, what do you see?"
"I see the horizon. I see light bouncing of the waves."
"When you think of the ocean, what do you see?"
"I see blue."
"Do you feel anything?"
"I feel calm. Excited."
"Is the ocean inviting?"
"Yes."
"Would you like to dive in?"
"No."
"Why?"
"I don't know."
"But it is beautiful.."
"Oh yes. So very beautiful."

"So the ocean you see is different from what you think of?"
"Yes."
"Even when you are sitting here in the sand. With the smell, the touch, the taste of the air? The picture enthralls you more? "
"Yes."
"Is the picture Loud?"

He smiled at her and then into the distance. She looked at him and saw his eyes. Eyes so wise, so subtle.. so not loud.. The sand had never felt so rough before. The air was full of salt.

Intrigue

You stand next to the ocean,
With deep unblinking eyes,
And I stand there and wonder,
Do you see the ocean, or does the ocean
see you?