The seats are close together. The people sitting on it are even closer together. In thought, in words, in prayer. Not just hands, eyes and feet. The moon is shining somewhere brightly outside. The city is caught up in the humdrum of monotony. But those two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl are too dizzy with joy to care about the world outside. The music is making them sway and things that were unsaid are expressed in the words of Floyd.
Heads come closer, lashes meet, lips touch and the two lost souls belong.
Wish you were here.
Wish you were here.
5 comments:
Hola Desdemona,
My friend Radiowallah let me into your blogosphere.I like what I read.Keep writing.
The Skunk
http://anodyne-rants.livejournal.com
PS:"Wish you were here" is one of those very few Floyd songs i like, coming a close second after "coming back to life"
hey anodyne...(much easier to say that as apposed to skunk);)
i thought he is my friend
radiowallah. lols..
i like 'learning to fly.' love the lyrics..
why arent u on blogger anymore?
That blogger account was deleted after a momentary lapse in rational thinking.Sigh.
PS: If that doesnt make sense, I wrote something too personal about a friend and it all avalanched into a very sad episode, so much that I decided to quit blogging.Then last decemeber I started afresh.
ahm thats sad.. a similar outburst happened to me, where i ended up deleting my orkut account.. although i started afresh again.. so i can very well understand the pain of collectin voh ek ek comment /ek ek testimonial all over again!
hope u ve atleast saved those writings..
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