• To blah is not to blah. To blah is setting aside a part of you, coloured in a mirage that actually exists, and physically doesn't.

Monday, August 15, 2011


Only with stardust and rainbows
In myth-making times
With dreams on wet eyelashes
And broken-hearted rhymes
Free-flowing words
That empty this soul
Disjointed moments
That leave a yearning hole

But none of that, my dear
For I carry you along
In bookmarked memories
And a fraction of a song


A You


I dressed myself
And smiled a smile
I got myself a heart
Though for a little while

I stood in pride
And drank my tears
I learnt new songs
To please your ears

I let me dream
And stabbed my bleeding senses
I gave my spirit away
For you didn’t like its face

You were never untrue
Even with your casual lies
You showed your true self
For you felt no reason to hide

You were everything and more to me
If only I had drawn you differently