Friday, 23 November 2012

No, this is not a rap song.

What will you do, when I am in front of you and we have to speak of something you find uncomfortable?
Will you close your eyes?
Will you turn away?
Will you not listen to what I have to say?
Will you just walk away? and leave me standing there?

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

Love is....

Love is...

fish curry and rice cooked by my mother.

(I totally overeat when I am home)

Friday, 2 November 2012

Dream (House)

I had a dream that we were in some house.
It was not your house, neither was it mine.
There it was, a house made up of parts of different houses I have seen.
A table from my one, a door from another, a window from someplace else.
In that house, there was a bed, the bed from your house.
Just because of that bed, even though, it was not your house, in my dream it was.