Two ships passing in the night!

Dionne Warwick crooning this.... Something that resonates deep within me. Wonder if she has a part of me :-)

Here you come again

Wanting me to think you really care
I, I know the games you play
I know 'cause you played with me that way
You say you need me
And you want
You want my love again
Ain’t it strange that
Now we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
Yes we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
In the night
I hope you see my friend
That our love affair just had to end
I kept coming back for more
But you had closed the door
Your heart had changed
Well I thought that I
Would surely die
But time has healed the pain
And yes it’s strange that
Now we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
Yes we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
In the night
Now I know for sure
That I have let go
You can go and stay, stay away
I hope you see my friend
That our love affair just had to end
I know that I kept coming back for more
But you had closed the door
Your heart had changed
Well I thought that I
Would surely die
But time has healed the pain
And yes it’s strange that
Now we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
Yes we seem to be like
Two ships passing in the night
In the night

Poetic elusiveness

 I always thought that the elusiveness of a chat was romantic. Esp when "I" felt I was the one.

When you wrote, I always felt happy that it was me you were having chats with.  The sun, moon and the star. Today. I laugh at my silliness. Assumptions. Assumptions. I built an entire universe in my head around these chats. My own private heaven. Road to hell.

When younger, I was foolish and reckless to imagine I would/could be an anchor in someone else's galaxy. Like the blazing sun.

Centuries later, with a jolt I suddenly realized that I was only a teeny weeny comet. Not belonging to any galaxy. Just floats around the universe. I hold a new realization. Awareness. 

Nobody belongs to anyone. Floating around is the ultimate truth. And then one day, I shall vanish. 

I must have imagined so many things. Reading between the lines. I just got it all wrong. Today, I feel I have entangled myself in this complicated web of beautiful untruths that I weaved with so many pieces of threads across different planets and different periods of times and contexts. None of them seem to make sense anymore.

All that exists is a black hole which I cant seem to recognize. How does one get out? Do they? These complex structures of philosophies, values and principles- interspersed with hidden treasures- is there any light at the end of this tunnel? 

Who am I? On another day- I had strong answers. Today I see that that strength was just my own thoughts. 

I was living a lie. Perhaps someone elses' life. Like I realize I am a ghost. 

I wonder what happened to my life? I am so deep inside this web that I wonder how do I ever get out? 

A dream.. My dream.

 I had one dream all the time. Like I am walking naked along the streets and people were just staring at me.

I used to go to one particular house and would just keep staring thru its' windows. There was a man who kept gazing outside amidst the laughter in his house. 

He kept inviting me in and to show me there was a spot in his house.

Only to see that I would again walk outside and look into the house again.

This man keeps looking outside. Amidst the laughter.

I thought he kept inviting me in. I didnt realize he was just gazing. 

I misunderstood. Every single time.

The man never really came out to see my world. Or gave me clothes.

I wonder where my clothes are till date.

Earth in a pod

 When a person has been suppressed by the society, they need to blow out the steam.

A channel to let them do this- is not necessarily a platform where you are encouraged to be indignant. 

Unfortunately, all it comes down to is, we worrying about what the world thinks of us. 

Indignant?? yea. Let's stuff suppression. It matters how we look.