Blue Rose

Blue Rose
Geethu Mohandas
Her airs... thine...

Mahe

Flashes in front of my eyes as I drive alone through the best of international roads...  They show me Mahe... they show me a New Year Eve, and they make me feel an air of someone probably like on the other shore,  far. I felt a vacuum. 

But then I remembered, the crowd on other shore were excited then...

Desires fulfilled, from ashes!

I used to see my eternal desires being fulfilled, at times, from the ashes of the already dead beings resurrected as a superficial metaphor which comes to me without needing to be invited. And then, the spirits wrapped in your outfit fills my vacuum created by you in the bygone times.

At least my fantasy world is better than the realistic world I pretend to live in. But, deep within, I long for thee in the real world. I am not the same, but, I can withstand a lot better and unleash a lot better.

Are we going to meet in the real world?

Women's Day!

To the few women on and off my real life, who built me, tore me apart, wrecked me, & healed me, I wish Happy Women's Day with gratitude...

Message on March 8th.
And, March is vital.

Google

There was a time when I googled that name...  And now,  I feel the same.  I don't know to where and to what I am up to. But I am not the same. I know that. 

My core must be the same, I hope.

Veins

You traverse in the veins of my words...

...

There is always someone who hear it from far,  even if the nearby ones feel no noise...
And,  if someone is living in a forest, it is fortunate,  for the forest is full of real beings... real,  beautiful and wild...

I need a storm!

I wish my whispers are heard and requited as a storm...
Because storm is that keep me alive!

Death

I fear death. 

I think I must learn to romanticise death so that I can cope with its brutal irreversible numbness...!

As my lashes fall...

As my lashes fall at the end of every day, 

I ask you, "Why did you leave, my love?"