kitsch II

>> Saturday, July 12, 2008

Debris of life
littered with memory
shadows retreating,
deathly calm
blue and green from
depraved thoughts
sinking in darkness,
keeping memoirs of
sunrise close


this is usually
how I write,
out of sudden
wonder or panic
or a fucking
aspect of past,
the world lost forever
and my life
ending sordidly


dedicating myself
into destroying
what’d destroyed me
while making love to
ravenous darkness
is remedial coitus,
a camouflaged
narcissism or
psychological
aberration


I haven’t
had enough,
the medicine
exacerbates,
this writing stinks
just jargon
and craps
the prospect of
an orgasm
remote.

15 comments:

Nash July 12, 2008 at 11:10 AM  

Your darkness is stark and vivid. It resembles mine. Very interesting composition. Kudos.

Alok July 12, 2008 at 9:33 PM  

the good thing is it makes u write ....

the third stanza is good, not sure if the line breaks are helping it though. Even if you dont change anything but rearrange them, it leaves a better impact like

a camouflaged narcissism or
psychological aberration


and the writing surely doesn't stink :)



Alok

impersonator July 13, 2008 at 12:31 AM  

How do you think of such analogies…at times makes me…wonder and smile…you are one of your kind…stay in darkness or brightness but never stop…it never stinks…

aria July 13, 2008 at 2:06 AM  

Nash, Alok, Impersonator.. Thanks much, for dropping by and your kind comments.. appreciated. Take Care :)

Influential Deepu July 13, 2008 at 7:21 AM  

well, if this writing stinks, then I am a pig !!

btw, m running fucking busy these days to even think of writing some thing ... so filhaal ke liye aapko padh kar hi kaam chala raha hoon :D

parikrama July 13, 2008 at 11:32 PM  

Touché..

aria July 14, 2008 at 12:39 PM  

Deepesh.. hehe that was hilarious. at least you are finding time to read me, thank you so much :) it should keep me going for a while..

IW.. aapke comment ka swaagat hai . .chaahe ek hi shabd sahi .. bahot dhanyawaad ..

asuph July 14, 2008 at 10:30 PM  

"this is usually
how I write,
out of sudden
wonder or panic
or a fucking
aspect of past,
the world lost forever
and my life
ending sordidly"

what can i say, but sigh?

and if this stinks, then i should stop writing.

regards,
aspuh

d SINNER!!! July 15, 2008 at 2:24 AM  

"dedicating myself
into destroying
what’d destroyed me" these lines i guess wont leave me ever...


i agree with alok, the good thing is it gives u at least the space to write...

Nidhi July 15, 2008 at 4:42 AM  

It doesn't stink..how could it??
every word you write is devoured with a ravenous appetite by the likes of me and each time I read you Aria my love and respect grows more.. the truth that it is so don't break hearts by calling it otherwise :)

My online activity has become so restricted by my own self invented reasons.. I really don't know where I am lost and whenever I am free, which i am most of the time :P i just lie down and dream but you are always on the mind :)

Keep writing and let it all pour forth..we are here to love it and inhale it

much love and lots of smiles for you.. I m beaming with them (incidentally I smile so much that many times my cheeks hurt with the strain :) )and I would like to share some of them with you :) :)

MAN IN PAINTING July 15, 2008 at 9:42 PM  

...But what remains is light!
Great words..wonderful..
Through the groves of my grey matter the words just rushed making valleys....
Thank you aria..
me have a funny post..
do read and comment..
waiting..

Vinay July 15, 2008 at 11:35 PM  

hey very nice post....interesting read...! kudos...

Scribblers Inc July 16, 2008 at 2:38 AM  

goth....and I like the tag...

Scribblers Inc.

aria July 16, 2008 at 4:32 AM  

Asuph.. Really happy to see you. Welcome back to Terminal Moraine. IW had been speculating that we had a tiff :D as always.. coming from you it always is special .. thanks a heap.


d Sinner.. thank you for your words.. your handle makes me nostaligic.. my first ever blog-post was titled 'I am a Sinner!" :)

aria July 16, 2008 at 4:41 AM  

Nidhi.. I always am smiling when I read your words and I keep smiling for a long time. You know I have a 'smiling face' though its tough to fathom from the way I write.. but the smile you bring is ethereal .. everything you say means much more than my words can convey. I hope you are taking good care of yourself.. and don't worry about online activities .. I've taken it for granted that whenever you login you'll drop by here.. thank you all over again .. warm hugs and love.

Man in Painting.. thank you for your generous words. I just dropped by your 'studio' and read your lovely poetry.

Vinay.. Welcome to my blog .. thank you :)

Scribblers Inc.. Welcome aboard.. thanks much for reading. :)

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