Thursday, December 23, 2010

the unfinished story

as i put soorma in my eyes, i feel that maybe their story could be told..about elizabeth and charlie..mad elizabeth and crazy charlie.
whenever i put soorma in my eyes, i am taken back to some time in some other non-existent yet real dimension of time and space.
and then i feel..that there's no closing to the story, not yet..till i find one, it shall stay like this..

the poetry that comes from the squaring off between, and the circling is worth it.finding beauty in the dissonance..

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